A Dozen Cookies is the way to the Heart !!

A new recipe; old thoughts

It was Saturday now, and MePhone would be lying if he said he wasn't a little antsy. The past few days had just spent thinking about the guy who stopped by. Normally, he didn't think about his customers at all-- outside of any of the regulars that came in on certain days. It wasn't even in a creepy way or anything, he was just... A little nervous about the guy saying he'd be back. To give his opinions on the muffins he had tried. And well... It had been a few days, and after today they'd be closed until Tuesday... It was just a nervous waiting game.

Or maybe the guy was just being nice. Maybe he hated them. They were the worst muffins he had ever had in his lifetime, or they killed him or something, and he'd never be coming back-- Oh Gods Two had hyped up the muffins and now someone was totally dead because of them or something, and--

MePhone snapped out of his frantic thoughts by a hand on his shoulder.

"I... Think that cupcake has enough frosting on it," A sheepish tone from the other, as MePhone blinked back into reality, looking down.

"Oh. Erh... Oops?" A nervous laugh, as he set down the piping bag, which had a significantly small amount of icing left in it now, most of it messily placed on a single cupcake of twelve.

"It's fine, just scrape most of it back into the bag, but... Y'know, maybe try focusing on the task at hand while you're doing it this time."

"Yeah, yeah, sorry," A sigh as he moved to get one of the spoons out of a drawer so he could fix his mistake.

"Just got a little distracted, sorry."

"No need to apologize so much. It can be fixed," Two just gave him a pat on the shoulder, before turning back to the dishes they were doing, cleaning up after having pulled the cupcakes themselves out of the oven a little bit ago. It wasn't a cake order, but cupcakes were close enough, and usually Two's deal. Though with these, it was a group effort. Mostly because MePhone really liked putting icing on things. When his mind wasn't a thousand miles away, at least.

"What's got you so distracted anyways?"
"Oh-- It's... Nothing, really," He knew Two would find it stupid, surely. He knew he was prone to overthinking and assuming a lot, and with where his thoughts went, he knew they would laugh at him for this. So it was whatever.

"It was clearly something though," They couldn't help but be curious.

"I was just um--... Thinking about that guy."

"Oh?" A coy tone to their voice as they turned their head to look at MePhone.

"Okay drop it. It's just because he said he'd be back, and well... That hasn't happened yet," He rolled his eyes, just focusing on the cupcakes now.

"You're really excited to hear a stranger's opinions on your baking, huh," Two just smiled, turning their gaze back to the dishes again.

"I mean, it would be nice to get a real opinion from someone. You're biased. You like everything."

"That's not true. Your baking is just good. That isn't biased,"

"It is. We work together, so you have to say you like it."

"MePhone, if I hated your baking, why would I have opened a bakery with you?"

MePhone just sighed, unable to come up with a proper rebuttal to that.

"I guess you have a point,"

"Exactly. And well, even if the guy hates your muffins, maybe he'll still come back and try something else. Who knows? It's not like you usually let what strangers think bother you too much," Two just shrugged, finishing up the dishes, while also giving MePhone more to think about. Two was... Mostly right. MePhone did have a bit of a confidence problem, but he was good at hiding it-- otherwise, well Two wouldn't have just said what they said, but... Why should it matter to him?