You couldn't help but absolutely adore Clotted Cream. But then again, who didn't?

He was so passionate about his work; about the welfare of the Crème Republic and anything else involving it. It was very admirable.

He was just talking to a couple cookies who had stopped him to enquire about some things related to his job.

As polite and sweet as usual, he nodded and smiled along, answering any questions they had to ask.

Once they were done with questioning him, Clotted Cream smiled and went over to you finally.

“I hope you weren't waiting too long, honey.„

Sure he was admired by a lot of people, but only you had the privilege to call him your husband.