MYO-1218: Rosamel

Rosamel had closed her tea house for a couple days. It was popular enough to let herself have some down time. She learned that when she had been learning to make dango and mochi. Today, though, she did not close shop to take on a learning opportunity. Today was all about relaxing. She had booked a private soak in a hot spring, and she was going to take full advantage of the time. She checked in and was led to a privat...

Rosamel enjoyed working in the kitchen. It was her happy space. She was humming as she worked. She enjoyed the process of making mochi immensely. Her biggest problem was keeping her three imps from devouring the sweets. After the first time stopping them, her strudel, Lady Eglantine, did give up and go lay in one of the many imp beds around the house. Lord Carduus and Mattheo, her phantomile and bearly, on the other h...

Rosamel had been invited back to learn how to make mochi. She was trepidatious, but excited. She remembered the burn between her shoulder blades the last time she had tried to learn, but she’s been working on her muscles since then. She entered his workshop. His unsmiling face was a familiar sight, even if she could see some form of happiness in his eyes when he saw her. Dan sat his mallet against his shoulder and w...

Rosamel had heard about Dan offering lessons on making dango, which piqued her curiosity. She made her way to his shop. She had tried to learn how to make Mochi the first time she met him. She usually made regular visits to the shop now, mostly to help her build muscle to handle the mallet. She could still remember the burn in her shoulders when she had first started to learn. She had learned simpler, rice flour treat...

Rosamel had been excited to meet Dan. She felt it was necessary to have friends in the food service industry. At least then she could feel a little solace when things went awry. She knocked twice on the door. She had a small smile as the white haired bun came to see who was disturbing him. He was a bit surprised to not have to tilt his head to see her, much less to look her in the eye. He did not return her smile as h...

With one last sprinkle of cinnamon sugar and the lights set to the perfect ambience for pictures, Sugar was ready to entertain his guests. Usually, he wasn’t the type to invite anyone but his closet friends into his home, but tonight was a special night and he was able to convince a few of the buns he admired into his kitchen. Although make no mistake, Sugar may be sweet, but he wasn’t without his own desires for what he wanted. His guests were here to try his food, but they were also her...

The day was cool, and four buns gathered in a warm home. With them were six imps. The host was Rosamel. Her three imps tried to entertain the other three. This kept the imps out from being underfoot. Aletheia was the only one who hadn’t brought an imp as she did not own one yet, but she enjoyed the way the imps played at their feet. There was a knock at the door and Caile...

The pink-purple gluttony doll stood in front of his kitchen, staring down at his ingredients and supplies scattered across the counter. Octavio pushed his sunglasses to rest on top of his head and grabbed a purple apron to tie around his torso. "Let's start making those delicious blueberry brownie cheesecake and cinnamon rolls!"  The oven was preheated and the pan prepared so the gluttony doll prepared the brownie mix to go into the pan by following the box's instruct...