I am currently avoiding all of my responsibilities by writing up all the drabbles now…I only have two left! So hopefully I'll finish them all before I go on vacation~
Also getting the strangest urge to binge watch One Piece but I don't have any time :(
Anyway~
No warnings for this one~ kind of a Cinderella AU?
ENJOY!
Everyone knew about Consort Sabo and his obsession with pumpkins, rather his obsession with baked goods made with pumpkins.
Prince Marco often doted on his lover, gave him quite literally anything that he wanted. So it was no surprise to see Consort Sabo wandering between bakers, trying to find the best pumpkin treat.
Recently, however, Consort Sabo would walk right through town, without stopping in a single bakers' shop, on his way to the forest. No one knew why but he had a large smile when he came back through on his way to the castle.
Sometimes a disguised Prince Marco would accompany him, and the townspeople respected their prince's wish to be unnoticed enough that they didn't bow or greet him as they should.
This continued for quite a long while. Weeks, some would say, months others would argue, with the odd year yelled every so often.
Suddenly the two announced to the kingdom that they were having a competition.
Head Chef, and Prince in his own right, Thatch could no longer take care of Consort Sabo's pumpkin whims, so the solution was a kingdom-wide competition to find a castle baker.
Every townsperson was excited and entered a dish, even if they'd never baked before. A chance to live in the castle? Serving their royalty directly? Who wouldn't try for that?
-boobooboo LINE!-
"I know you love pumpkins, but why demand it be a sweet baked good, love, yoi?"
"Please, Marco, do you honestly think anyone could ever make something more delicious than Ace can?"
"Well…"
"With pumpkin?"
"Never."
"That's why."
"Ahhh…get him in the castle, yoi. Smart."
"Of course. Ace is too prideful to not enter the competition, regardless of his feelings about entering the township. And he'd be honor-bound to live in the castle with us as the castle baker, something he's always saying he'll never do."
"You're so conniving, love. I love you, yoi."
-boobooboo the line is back!-
Everyone, even Prince Marco's many brothers, were shocked when from the forest came a beautifully rugged shirtless man carrying a tray of small puffed pastries on the day of the competition.
The smile on both blond's faces could have outshone the sun as they caught sight of him.
No one knows where he came from, but he strode to the table, where Thatch, Prince Marco, and Consort Sabo sat, with confidence.
He placed the tray on the table and stepped back, giving the Prince and Consort a look that said something.
Prince Marco and Consort Sabo looked at the treats on the tray with delight before casting a questioning glance at the strange man.
"Pumpkin Cream Puffs…your majesties…" A rough voice, harsh from obvious disuse spoke slowly, Chef Thatch looking at the treats critically, even as his brothers immediately ate them.
"Mmm…fantastic as always, Ace…putting the pumpkin in the profiterole and not the cream, genius, yoi."
The smile on "Ace's" face could have put the blond royals' to shame and the townspeople knew that this man of the forest had won the competition.
They all watched silently as Consort Sabo and Prince Marco walked too close to "Ace" as they headed to the castle; the Head Chef and the new Castle Baker talking animatedly.
Only one thing was truly running through the minds of every single person present at the competition judging.
"Who the hell was this Ace guy and where did he come from?"
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