MYO-2615: Sugar Cream Pie

For a succubun that baked constantly, one might think that Sugar would be used to seeing the seasons change and welcoming back fruit that were back in season. However, that was entirely untrue, there was something exciting about strawberries being at their best. Sugar could eat entire handfuls of the fruit, smiling as syrupy red stained his cheeks, but luckily he had a bit more décor than that. Instead, he was carefully washing an entire basket he had collected and even began to think...

If prompted, Sugar would deny spending hours upon hours making the perfect Matentines chocolates. Hours spent remaking them when they didn’t taste good enough or when they didn’t look up to his standard. He refused to even accept the fact he stressed over them, refused to even acknowledge that he worked himself to the bone because he wanted to impress his boyfriend. Try as he might however, Sugar had to admit to himself that he wanted them to be flawless because he wanted Creme to ...

With the loud thump of a wood hammer swung over shoulder, Sugar watched with a practiced eye as Dan continued to make mochi. The other bun was clearly trained, making this whole process look effortless, but only a fool would mistake this craft as easy. Sugar still remembered his frustrations with the sticky dangos and while he had made some that verged on perfect, he still felt he was not any closer to Dan’s own ability. It had even taken some time, after their first lesson, for Dan ...

As the owner of an imp cafe and most of the imps within it, Sugar liked to believe he knew what he was doing. Or at least in the terms of him knowing how to care for and train his imps to behave for customers. He still remembered the first week of his cafe being open, when his phloof spilled coffee on three customers and kept eating any dessert that will left unattended. It was a harsh wake-up call and  he had spent weeks after learning everything he could about i...

It was no secret that Sugar struggled to make connections with other buns of the burrows, his heart almost always too set on what he could use to his advantage from so-called friendships. It was short of a miracle that he had a friend in his employee Spice, even if he would refuse to admit being close to her until the day he died (she would never let him live down any affection for her). But maybe his disinterest in other buns explained why he was looking at a pet carrier, his hands un...

With the sharp tang of alcohol and the clink of liquor glasses, Sugar felt at least somewhat prepared to try to learn something of bartending. He couldn’t use this new knowledge for his imp cafe, as he didn’t serve alcohol there, but he could show off to dinner guests when he wanted to reveal another new creation of his to his friends. At least that was what he let those buns think they were, it helped when he wanted to show off or be appreciated. ...

Sugar Cream Pie was a bun born with a sweetness in his veins and the unmistakable desire to learn everything he could about dessert making. Of course he could never have imagined he would find himself learning how to make dango, but it was hard to resist a class where he would learn from someone whose dango were known by every bun in the burrows. You don’t avoid the chance to learn from a master, you embrace it. “Is this right?” Sugar questioned, his eyes inspecting the dango he ...

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...

Not every sugary sweet bun can bake, and some may even scoff at the idea that their appearance suggested they could bake, but then there were the buns that reveled in such assumptions. Sugar Cream Pie was such a bun, always so proud to show off his horns colored like sugar cookies and his ice cream hairclip he almost never took off. Even since he could remember, he has always loved desserts and found his joy in baking in abundance. He went as far as to seek gluttonous buns to try his creation...