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Rain tapped against the window to Vanilla's tiny bakery placed in the corner of Greenhills.
Last week, Amy rose had gotten herself a place in said bakery.
Vanilla has been busy with her daughter Cream starting school, so she asked Amy to take over for a little while.
To nobody's surprise, Amy is a brilliant baker, and a great people's person.
She would suggest recipes to the elderly Raccoon that comes in frequently, and she would help a child if they asked for anything.
More and more customers have been coming in, desperate to try her cakes, cookies, sweet treats she came up with herself. Sometimes it was just to interact with her as a whole.
Any other day, she'd be thrilled, but she hasn't been feeling herself lately.
Yesterday morning, she was getting dressed. The same routine she'd do everyday. Wake up, use the bathroom, put on her bright red dress and get her boots.
But it was different. Her dress felt weird... tight, almost.
She brushed it off, it shouldn't be anything to be concerned about, right? Everyone loses and gains a few lbs, no biggie.
But the thought of her being the one that gained the weight plagued her mind. It danced across her thoughts until it was the only thing she could focus on.
She weighed herself this morning. She had gained 5 lbs. Five whole pounds. She felt her eats droop against her head, her tail falling still.
She had to do something about this, no way anyone would want to come into the cafe now!
In present time, Amy rose is standing behind the counter to the cafe.
"Good afternoon!" she smiled at the familiar grey raccoon walking up to the counter.
"Hello dear. Oh, you're looking healthy! You haven't gained any weight, have you, dear?"
Amy's smile faltered. What was that supposed to mean?
"Ah, no, I haven't, Miss Aggie. Why do you say that?" she swallowed the feeling growing in her chest.
"Well, you just look a little more plump, that's all. Could I get a raspberry pie please, dear?" the elderly mkbian smiled at Amy. She forced herself to smile back.
"Here you are, that will be $4."
"Thank you, dear."
Amy zoned out after that interaction. She served customer after customer, but she lacked her usual bubbliness.
After she has closed the shop, she got a message from her group chat.
Jewelllover💸💞: Hey hons, I'm throwing a dinner party tonight. Knuckie is cooking
Guardian👊: What
Blueblur💨💨: me and shads are comin!
Ultimaatelifeform: I suppose.
Ultimatebrooder🖤❤️: Bring coffee beans
Ultimatebrooder🖤❤️: who changed my name
Blueblur💨💨: LMAO
Pinkie!!🌹🩷: Okay, thanks rouge! Should I make some brownies? (*ˊᗜˋ*)
Inventor🔧🦊: yes pls Amy!! Make the ones with the m&ms
Amy sighed as she closed her phone.
Maybe a little baking will take her mind off of things.