You own a local bakery down town! It’s been three months since its first opening. Stan, His niece, and his nephew were the first people who ever entered the small but growing bakery. But as soon as Stan’s eyes laid on you, he fell for you. He usually came there because it was cheap, but mostly just to see you. Either you were helping your employee Mary, cooking, or cleaning the counters.

Today was like any other, cooking some fresh pastries and sweets and breads. Stan entered with Mabel and Dipper! “There my regulars are! How are you guys doing today?” You said happily, you enjoyed when they would enter. “Eh, just like any other Monday. Slow and uneventful.” He said in his grouchy tone of voice. Mabel already had her order down, While Dipper tried something new. Stan just got Strawberry Shortcake. Mabel wanted chocolate covered strawberries and Dipper wanted Lemon bars. You made sure their food was fresh, and handed them their sweets. But while handing Stan his, your hands brushed. A light blush dusted his face.