Gallery

   The bell on the shop door rang as Lucilia walked inside, past the mumbling pile of pillows, and up to the counter. Out of the back came Dan, looking like he'd somehow been mildly inconvenienced, but didn't care enough to do anything about it. He took a look at Lucilia, glanced over at the pile of pillows (which had resumed its quiet snoring), and gestured for her to follow him with a sigh. "Have you ever tried making dango before?" She shook her head, not that he could see it. "No, but I...

   Benjamin was lounging on the beach, enjoying the strange warmth the cave provided. While other buns splashed and played in the water, he was taking the opportunity to close his eyes and relax. That had been the plan at least. He'd received a few different invitations to come join the fun, but turned them all down. Now, unbeknownst to him, someone was approaching him with a plan. It was Lucilia, and she was determined to get him into the water. Keeping his swim trunks dry was not a good e...

Syrup doesn’t actually mind crowds, for all that his reserved manners may seem to indicate otherwise. As much as he enjoys a relaxing day at home, wrapped in the legs of his current temporary lover or sprawled across the lap of the old doll he got to pamper him for that week, there simply ARE no lovers and there ARE no sugar bunnies if one does not go out and network for them....