Croissant has a minion!

Crumb the Mookie

Name: Croissant Stowe
Alias: Croissant
Age: 19
Birthdate: May 10
Gender: Male
Species: Sheep
Height: 5'5"br>Weight: 120
Body: Slender
Language(s): English
Orientation: Gay
Special: His horns are actually edible croissants which take a week to regrow

Personality: bubbly, flirtatious, patient, dedicated, playful

Hair: messy, dark brown
Eyes: mint green
Skintone: brown
Marking(s): none
Tattoo(s): none
Piercing(s): none
Other: orange tongue; freckles

Likes: baking, summer, reading, swimming, strawberries, fashion, techno
Dislikes: cold weather, vegetables, news, classical music

Located: Veta Lake
Living Quarters: Devereux Mansion
Lives With: Tisky & co.
Occupation(s): chef

Mother: Jessica Stowe
Father: Isaac Stowe
Brother(s): none
Sister(s): none
Lover: none

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image by Coffee

Croissant felt a tug from the middle-right part of his scalp and seconds later heard a sound that was akin to a knife sawing through a hard loaf of bread. He sighed deeply before turning around to face his assailant. This is the second time this month... Who did it this time?

What he found took him by surprise. A small girl in dirty, tattered clothing stared up at him frozen with a look of horror on her face.
“I... I... I...” the child stammered. “I thought that the other kids were just joking when they said that your horns are real croissants that you can actually eat. And I’m so hungry I thought I’d just try it and see and I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean--”

”It’s okay,” Croissant cut the poor girl off. “Really. Don’t worry about it. They re-grow in about a week, so it’s fine.” The girl started to look less shell shocked and remembered her hunger enough to start nibbling on the pastry. Croissant reached to his left horn and pulled that one off as well handing it to the girl. “Can’t walk around all uneven can we?” he asked the girl with a wink. Her eyes lit up as she reached for the second croissant and began scarfing it down.

Croissant knelt down in front of the girl and took her hand gently in his. “If you ever are hungry again and you see me, you don’t have to grab my horns. I’ll be more than happy to take you to get some fresh pastries from one of the bakeries around here. Better yet, each time I come to Centropolis I’ll bring a huge bag of pastries made by me. Would you like that?”

The girl nodded her head after taking another bite from one of the croissants. “Let your friends know too, alright?” The girl nodded again with a smile before running away, down an alley.Looks like I’ve got a lot of baking to do... Croissant mused to himself as he walked back towards Centropolis's Main Street.