Oh gosh, I just saw some of your Brewster cv and was hopin' to see a bit more of that
I bet I can do more for him! Love doing some more lore-heavy ideas with characters and expanding on ideas.
N.ook lets out a pleased sigh as he polishes off the last of his coffee. He loved coming to B.rewster's--he was there every morning right before work. But his favorite coffees were the ones on Monday when B.rewster stocked his special coffee creamer. Even N.ook didn't know what the bird did to make it, but it was so good, he hardly needed to care. It made the cafe rather busy every Monday, of course, as just about everyone around had the same feeling as N.ook did--they couldn't get enough of the limited special. Although, the tanuki couldn't help but finally ask "I'd love to know how you make your coffee creamer."
B.rewster pauses from cleaning the cup in his wing. Hm...this was a slight problem. Normally, anyone who asks that, he uses for his next batch. It keeps curious eyes away and makes sure he has a plentiful stock. But this is different. N.ook has been one of his most loyal customers since the day he opened his shop. Not only is he a great customer, but he's an old friend, too. And he always drinks his coffee at the perfect temperate--he's never once let it cool. Turning him into cream would be a bit of a harder choice. But another idea comes to the pigeon. Perhaps...
"...why don't you come to my shop after closing? I may be able to...show you my secret recipe then...but you have to promise to keep it to yourself."
N.ook beams at the offer and gently clasps his paws together. "Lovely. I'll see you then, yes, yes."
The rest of the day goes on well, and B.rewster keeps an eye on everyone and everything until closing time. He flips the sign to closed when the last patron leaves but doesn't lock up--N.ook is there not ten minutes after closing, let in by the pigeon, who locks the door behind him.
"...follow me, please." With a gesture of his wing, B.rewster heads into the back of his shop with N.ook following behind. Today's cream had been a special one, since it was a V.aletine's day special. That cute couple--C.hip and F.lick--had practically begged the bird about his cream's recipe Sunday night. And of course, B.rewster obliged them. He'd never taken two at once, but such a loving couple was bound to make a special treat for the holiday. The pigeon shudders a bit thinking about how wonderful they felt as they cried for one another while melting down. What he wouldn't give to do it again...
Unfortunately, he can't. All that remains of the two of them is what's left sitting in the empty canisters he uses to store his cream. Clothes and bones, mostly, which he shows to N.ook once the two of them reach the back. The tanuki seems confused for a second but his eyes widen in recognition soon. "Is that..?"
"...they asked how I make my special cream," B.rewster explains. He starts cleaning the containers out, pouring the undigested bits into a bin where he stored many more cum-soaked bones and clothes. "...just like everyone else. And of course, I showed them...but you know how it is with trade secrets. Can't let them get out."
N.ook, understandably, looks nervous now. He takes a slight step back. "So then...you're going to..?"
B.rewster perks up and looks at the tanuki. "Oh, heavens, no! It's only Monday night--the cream is best at its freshest, and I only sell it once a week. No...I'm here to offer a business opportunity for you."
N.ook's ears perk up just a bit at the mention of that and he pauses. B.rewster got his attention, just like he expected. "What...kind of business opportunity?"
"...you see, I was thinking we could work together on this. I've heard many good things about tanuki cream--it might be even better than what I produce. With your help, business will skyrocket here, and I can sell twice as much cream."
"You're asking me to digest your customers--our neighbors, the people I'm responsible for, yes, yes?" N.ook gently taps his paws together. "I don't know if--"
"...it's either that or I'll have to sell tanuki flavored cream next Monday," B.rewster says. "And I'd rather not do that to my best customer. On top of that, you'll be given half the profits on Monday."
N.ook perks up immediately at that again and his tail swishes ever so slightly. Any qualms or worried he seemed to have about this were suddenly gone. He takes B.rewster's hand and shakes it with a smile. "Then it'll be a pleasure doing business with you, yes, yes."
Come the following Sunday, N.ook and B.rewster sit in the back of the shop, their bloated nuts churning and groaning wetly over a couple of squirming meal. B.rewster is quite used to this, but N.ook's panting and huffing shows that he's not. "Don't let him out early," B.rewster advises. "You have to wait for that exactly moment that his body is reduced to a slurry before release. And make sure you get it all in the canister! Can't waste a drop!"
"Y-Yes, yes..." N.ook pants. He was having a hard time not stroking his cock, which is already dripping pre like a faucet. "I-It's a shame...about those dodo brothers, though. We'll...need new pilots..."
"I'm sure you'll find someone," B.rewster reassures. "You always do. Besides, this will be a wonderful test to see which cream is more popular--I imagine twins tend to taste the same."
Come Monday, the coffee shop would be bustling from morning to night. N.ook's cream was a massive success, and it was driving up business like crazy. B.rewster was starting to realize he might not be able to keep the cream as a one-day treat. He swears that half his customers were asking about the new batch and how it was made!
...well, perhaps there's no harm in turning it into a regular thing. There's always new customers coming in every day. And with N.ook as his business partner...B.rewster has nothing to worry about. He's sure the tanuki will be more than happy to do this every night with him from now on.
