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Villager: Marzipan

"Marzi" | pygmy x nubian goat | 24 | ♀ | single ♡ | baker



Marzipan drummed her hooves on the top of the display shelf absentmindedly. It was filled to the brim with the rows of cookies, brownies, and cakes, but seeing that it was a relatively slow day Marzipan figured that she'd make Sage some frosted oatmeal raisin cookies. She went to the back of her storeroom to look for some molasses, raisins, oats, eggs, and the vanilla extract.

While she inched her way out, Marzipan kept her eyes on the wobbling stack of ingredients that were balancing precariously on her forearms. Sliding the contents onto the counter she danced around, a smile on her muzzle. After a few more twirls, she switched on her radio, her smile widened when 'Prune, You Talk Funny' by Gus Dapperton started playing. She washed her hooves, and started creaming the butter with sugar and added the eggs, vanilla extract, and molasses. As she measured her dry ingredients, oats and raisins, she felt her tail flick in the tune of 'Looking Out For You'. She mixed the ingredients together and popped the cookies in the oven. While the cookies were baking she danced a bit more, a dopey grin on her face the entire time. Before she knew it, the cookies were done. She packaged them and started loping over to Sage's house
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Marzipan knocked on the old, mossy door her grin still shining bright. When Sage opened the door to peek her head out, Marzipan held out the plate.

"These'r fer you!" She bleated, unable to keep the sheer joy out of her voice.
"O-oh, t-thank you Marzipan! What flavour are the'? The' smell amazing!" Sage's eyes had lit up in delight.
"They're oatmeal n' raisn cookies! I did't know if you liked chocolate, so I made these instead"
Story written by willing-infamy

paintie credits:
♡ ear edit by atilla ♡
♡ coloring by Relic ♡
♡ @Snerd helped buy her for me ♡