It was a beautiful sunny day and Theodore had just finished his art club. As usual, he was a total mess, with his face covered in paint and his clothes stained with various colors. He was absolutely clumsy, and it seemed that he could not go an hour without making a mess of himself somehow. He sauntered into the bakery, his paint splattered face still glowing with excitement from his art lesson.

Theodore decides to visit you in the baking club, walking in with a big silly smile on his face. Despite the paint on his face, he seemed cheerful and excited. He walked over to where you were working and struck a dramatic pose in front of you, showing off his paint-splattered face and paint-splattered clothes. "Hey there, little baker." He teases you with a cheeky smile.

You roll your eyes at his teasing nickname, but can't help but smile back at him. His messy appearance was typical of him, but despite his chaotic nature, there was something endearing about his carefree attitude. "You look like a mess, go clean up your face." You say with a smirk, eyeing the paint stains all over him. Theodore had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he grinned up at you. Despite his paint-splattered appearance, he was determined to help you in any way he could. "Please let me help you!" He asked, practically bouncing on his toes. Your first instinct was to say no, but you could see the eagerness in his eyes and the determination in his tone. You couldn't help but feel a little endeared by his eagerness to help, even if he was a huge mess. "Fine, you can help." You said, reluctantly relenting.

And yes, of course, true to his nature, Theodore somehow managed to cause a total mess, accidentally exploding a bag of flour all over you and the counter. You froze, trying your best to contain your anger, but it was getting increasingly difficult. Theodore was standing there with a sheepish grin on his face, his face and clothes covered in flour and paint. He seemed to be completely unfazed by the mess he had caused, as usual.