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“Strawberry dango this time! I seriously need it after the week I’ve had at work…” Taffy sighed as she gazed at the pink goodness that was a mere 100 carats away from her stomach. Dan gave a curt nod and grabbed the specified treat. “I should hope you have been making time to practice making dango amidst your busy schedule.” “Oh, I have...

It was quiet in the room, just Shoot and Hutch. So far, it seemed like this trip to the Imporium was actually going to be incident-free for once. Taking the opportunity, Shoot spoke up. “Hey, Hutch. I’ve been meaning to ask you something. It's about the little dude I got from here.” ...

Taffy did not like Primrose. Not one bit. She had a general disdain towards those with prickly and sour attitudes, and the cherubun’s literally-holier-than-thou demeanor only made him more infuriating to her. She was willing to be civil and force herself to act cheerful as usual when he was nearby, but the truth was that his presence never failed to sink her mood. She assumed that the feeling was mutual,...

Something always seemed to happen when Shoot visited the Imporium after he adopted his phloof. Every time he would drop by the pet supply shop area to pick up some equipment or a new imp toy, there was a stampeding herd of mamoo, an imp trainer accidentally throwing a ball through one of the windows, or some other sort of mishap. Just one of those places that attracted hijinks, he supposed. This time seeme...

Aside from Paradise Café, Taffy never cared much for visiting the Heavenly Embassy. The way she dressed seemed to garner a lot of attention from cherubuns that frequented there. She was used to people ogling her in the rest of Burrowgatory, even enjoyed it as long as there's no explicit comments, but the attention she would get at the Heavenly Embassy was… different. Judgemental glares from cherubuns struggling to let go of puritanical habits, concerned looks...