Jessica Kyle isn't a genius, isn't artistically inclined in the traditional sense, or overly creative but she has food, specifically baking. Using whatever culinary gifts she has along with 2 other jobs she makes just enough to get by.
Jessica lived...
Jessica/Sunny's POV While the group of heroes impatiently waited for their food, a very frantic Sunny was racing down the street as fast as her legs and the boxes she was carrying allowed her.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Don't fall" "Don't fall" "Don't fall"
She continued to chant in her head
"Oh god I'm so late! That's the last time I'm staying up all night watching 'Cold Case Files' "
To be fair Jessica loved true crime shows and she didn't have cable or WiFi so whenever something even remotely good came on regular television she would sit in front of her old and very outdated TV and watched until she pasted out.
Which led to her current situation. Sunny just really hoped Pop wouldn't be too mad. Just in case though she made his favorite chocolate cheesecake.
Turning a corner she finally saw the shoppe, picking up her speed she nearly crashed into an elderly man coming out the door.
"Woah there young lady, might wanna slow down before you hurt someone"
I looked down sheepishly "Sorry mr. Lucas, I'm just a bit late"
The older man chuckled "yes I can tell I didn't get a chance to try any of your specialties this morning"
"I'm sorry, I could make your favorite mini fruit tart if you'd like? I could bring it when I drop off your wife's pound cake".
With a new found happiness he smiled at me "I'd love that thank you" with that he continued on his way.
I let out a quick exhale before entering the diner. The first thing that hit me was the strong scent of coffee I love so much. I hate the taste of coffee but love the smell, same thing goes for coconuts.
Walking straight to the counter I'm immediately greeted by pops himself, arms crossed, fake stern look on his face "By golly look who finally showed up for work"
Forcing the biggest smile I could muster "Good morning Pop! Isn't just a wonderful day to not be upset with your favorite daughter?"
"Hey! I'm his favorite! You're stuck in last place loser" Maggie said fixing some cups on a tray.
Completely ignoring her very wrong comment I gave Pop my best puppy eyes "c'mon I made your favorite"
I could instantly see his eyes light up and his lips twitch "with the chocolate shavings on top?"
"Of course! I don't make it any other way" I smiled genuinely this time knowing I was able to win him over. Works every time.
"What else did you make?" He asked taking the boxes from my hands so he could arrange what was inside in the display case.
