"Are you sure about this, Buttercream?"

"Of course I am, sweetie-bo-beatie!"

"Ok. If you say so."

Buttercream was dragging Writer into the pantry of the Sweet Shop.

Writer's eyes widen ate all the sugary sweets he saw. He didn't even notice Buttercream setting a few bags of sugar in front of the door.

"Can we-"

"Yep."

Writer smiled hugely and dove into the sweets. Buttercream smiled.

Creeeeak *Click*

Buttercream's ears slapped against her head. She turned around and saw the door had closed.

"Whoopsies."

Writer poked his head out of a tub of blue icing. The frosting on every other quill and his sweater made him look like Romono.

(Romono is Writer's brother. Will be explained later)

"Whoopsies-" -Writer swallowed- "What do ya mean whoopsies?!"

Buttercream turned toward her crush. Did she really want to tell him?

"We're locked in the pantry. Heh heh."

Writer's irises shrank.

"We're locked...in the pantry?"

Buttercream nodded.

"Sweet! Pun intended!"

"Huh? Wallace, we're locked in a pantry!"

Writer hopped out of the tub, shaking off of course, and walked over to Buttercream. He took her both her paws and held them between them.

"I know. But, I'm locked in her with you."

Buttercream felt heat rise to her cheeks. She began swirling her foot on the floor.

"Th-that's very *clears throat* sweet of you, Wallace."

Writer kissed Buttercream's forehead, making her foot thump against the ground as she let out a love-filled giggle.

"Now come on."

Writer turned them toward the ingredients.

"Let's enjoy ourselves!"

Buttercream smiled and jumped over Writer.

"Last one to the strawberry mint is a Sour Apple-do-dapple!"

"You're on, bunny!"

Writer began chasing after Buttercream, both all smiles.

...

Unknowing, I was having a metal breakdown because I couldn't find my hedgehog.