#pastrykin

Part 2! (Screen reader version posted on part 1)

Part 1!

All y'all gotta do is pick a number 1 - 10 and I will announce the upcoming cookie so you may send them an ask about themself!

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"Coming right up!" The pup chirped, fetching a fresh one from the back before returning to bag sweet treat and give to their newest customer. "This one's on the house! And come back with your beloved - I'm sure she'd love spending time with all the pups here!" Buttercandy exclaimed, tail wagging the entire time.

Greetings friends! After months of worldbuilding, planning, and putting things together - the PastryKin Info is getting closer to being posted! I will update y'all as we get closer to the finish line, but in the mean time you can ask any questions regarding the species!

"It's my turn?!" The adorable cookie exclaimed, dropping the broom in her excitement and embarrassing herself as she slowly bent down to pick it up by the handle. "Anyways! You wanted to know a lil more about me?" She asked, feeling giddy when you nodded in response, "okay! Well, I'm Kiwi Cupcake! I'm Mister Heart-Eyes' lil sister if you couldn't tell - I am sixteen years old, use she/her pronouns, and I think I'm biromantic? I dunno yet - Oh! Um!" She started snapping her fingers, struggling to remember what else there was until her brother loosely gestured to the cute dress she was wearing and it dawned on her. "Oh! I am very, very, very cottagecore 'cause I think it's a cute look n' lookit all my cute bunny pins!" She said, showing you the adorable rabbit enamel pins that decorated the greed dress she wore that day but, just like everyone else, she did have to get back to work.

"Huh?" The cookie grumbled, displeased that their peaceful smoke break had been interrupted but they knew better than to snap since Butters did warn everybody that folks were gonna be coming around, askin' questions for some kind of journal article? Blog? The cookie couldn't remember, but it wasn't like they had the chance to anyways. "So, you wantin' to know a lil' 'bout me?" They asked, southern drawl sticking to their words like honey. "Alright, I'll bite, uh...the name's Cherry Jollyrancher but y'all can call me Cherry. I'm twenty nine, use they/them pronouns, and I guess you could say I'm queer?" They shrugged, nonchalant as they brought the cigarette up their lips before blowing out a small puff of pink smoke with a sigh, "I guess I'd say I'm more, er, western grunge? Leanin' bit more into the western here lately though, but, that's all I really got for ya, kid. Nice talkin' to ya." Cherry bidded, not allowing you to get a single word in since they really just wanted to be alone - well, until that goofy cookie showed up that is.