A Little Treat

Guessing Normal's preference for sweets would vary wildly from bun to bun. Those who only knew him in passing, no idea of his job, would figure he loved them. He was such a sweet looking fellow, after all! So it was only natural that he would love bits and bites of sugary confections in any way he could get it!

Those who knew him deeper would say that no sweetness could live in him. There was no way that Normal would put sugar in his mouth. It would be like asking a drop of water to survive in a desert.

Those opinions really didn't matter. Normal loved sweets.

His favorite place to shop for them was none other than Dan's Dango. The little bits of heaven were pillowy soft. They melted in the mouth with each blissful bite.

Normal was busy leaning over the glass of the counter, eying each flavor. His tail twitched behind him lazily. Above, Dan sighed.

"Must you take so long every time?"

Normal didn't grace the other with an answer at first. Just kept grinning like a fool at the glass. Dan sighed again for the umpteenth time since Normal had entered. Knowing he was at his limit, Normal straightened up and pointed to his chosen victim.

"I only want the best. Blueberry, please."

Dan bagged up a few of the Blueberry Dango. Carats were exchanged. Normal was too excited to wait till he even left the shop before sinking his teeth into the treat. Plucking one of the sticks out, he hummed in delight as he took a delicate bite.

A pleased sigh.

Dan raised a brow at him.

"Delicious. You make the best sweets in all of Burrowgatory."

Dan grumbled, crossed his arms, just the tiniest bit of pink taking his cheeks for a moment. Then it was gone. At least the other bun seemed more pleased with Normal's shenanigans than before.

"I've always been curious how you make it. Would you be willing to give a bun a peek?"

Dan seemed to consider for a moment, flicking his eyes up and down Normal. It didn't seem salacious. In the end he shrugged and stepped from behind the counter. A silent grunt given for Normal to follow into the back.

The duo had to step over Shibani, the lazy bun having rolled off his pillow pile and into the floor in his sleep. Dan did this as if it was second nature; amusing.

Normal ended up perched on a chair, watching as Dan pounded his mochi...

He was more interested in watching how those muscles flexed. The sweat that would bead and slip down between his pecs. Normal chewed thoughtfully on the mochi he had purchased and learned absolutely nothing in this little educational trip.

Well, other than what he already knew.

Dan was really pretty.

Tossing the used stick into a trashcan nearby, Normal sighed. He wasn't so sure he would be able to convince the other bun to let him top him. A shame.