The Gingerbread Bakery

“So!”

YOU DID IT AGAIN

DON’T YOU ‘like’ THIS

STOP IIIIIIIT

spoiledrottenfoxxo

spoiledrottenfoxxo:

“YOU TWO STOP TALKING ABOUT TOUCHING FISHES”

He couldn’t fucking stand this kid. Every time he had conquered him in some way or form, he knew the bane that would vanquish any strength he had mustered.

Mighty Joe.

“Sorry,” he growled, eyes cast down and body barely unable to contain such volatile rage. 

He was just about to say his name, before he heard the secret word. Ding ding. Immediately, he let out a breath of air.

“Glad for you to see things my way, Pui Pui.” In fact, he was feeling generous today! The fox brought out his custom-silk wallet, grabbing out fifty bucks.

“It may be a bit foolish of me to give you this, since I know you don’t work as much as I expect you to.. but consider this some motivation.”

“Well well well!”

“A visitor in Gingerbread Village?” Don’t even think they come as much as they used to..

“Welcome, welcome! I am your mayor, the handsome, richest, most brilliant.. Foxxo!” A cough came behind him, his assistant, Mighty Joe.

“Oh yeah, and this guy’s Mighty Joe.”

“More like WHO NOW!?” Foxxo knew exactly what he was doing. He knew that he was pressing that gloved finger on a button so hot that only explosions would come from it. With anger lacing his eyes and his top teeth grinding upon his bottom row, the hedgehog snarled. “Watch yer friggin’ mouth, KID! I’m only gonna put up wit’ it fer a lil’ bit longer til’ I shove that tie down yer friggin’ MOUTH HOLE!”

“Aha.. haaa.. haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.”

“Oh! Great! Thanks A LOT, boss!” Resisitng the urge to raise his middle finger up at the brat in frustration, the spikey hedgehog turned on his heel. He didn’t even want to see that smooth grin and that annoying ass sharp tooth that came with it! “I’ll jus’ add it t’the nickel ya gave me last week! ‘N the BROKEN IN HALF penny y’got me a month ago! It jus’ TICKLES me pink!”

“Oh, please, pleeeeease! Leave your bellyachin’s in the complaint box that I totally check out.” Foxxo fixed at his tie, and sneered at the hedgehog. What’s his problem anyways, that he can’t see that in order to be as successful as he is, you gotta be in complete control of situations? Pfft, peasants.

“Hah, like that’ll scare me!”

“Oh?!”

“W-well what are you doing standing around doing nothing? GET IN THE KITCHEN AND BAKE, BAKE, BAAAAAKE!” The fox then pushed the wolf towards the store, which had the kitchen inside.

“Wuffle, thank the heavens that you’re here! Because you’re behind schedule!”

“I need you to plant new crops for the upcoming spring, make sure the chickens are well fed, redecorate my bakery to a spring theme.. and make sure your friend isn’t sleeping on the job again.”

@quillridden