[ !!! He didn’t mean for her to move! She’s clearly beat. ] ‘My night? What the heck happened to *you*, Numbuh 89? Got into a scrap?’

[ He never thought he’d have another clown friend again… this is great! More humor! ] That’s crazy. You’re an operative *and* you’ve already got a job… seems like a lot to 𝙟𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚. HA! Get it? Juggle? [ Slaps his knee. Man, he cracks himself up. ]

[ As a rule, he tries not to be underfoot as she works. However, at her signal, he’s right there at the count. His index finger eagerly dipping into the battle so he can sample. ] Mmmm! ‘Delicious! Just to be safe, though, I should probably double check…’ +

[ A hesitant after the last time he tried to grab her attention, but he gentle taps her shoulder anyway. Hoagie Is Concerned. And more than willing to dote on her! ]

"𝕊𝕠, 𝕕𝕠 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝, 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥~"

Wait a second, wait a second. You said you were raised by clowns? Seriously? That’s so… COOL! Yeah, I bet the obstacle course was like nothing for someone like you! You guys part of a circus?

[ Following, rubbing his hands together in an eager fashion. ] ‘You’ve been baking a lot recently. Although, Numbuh 3 and I do like to make sure the kitchen’s stocked. Still, I wouldn’t mind a trip to the store.’ [ He grins. ]

Stretch… I like it! [ Perhaps something to explore… once he realizes it’s a natural sound and, in fact, not a neat trick. ] Good to meet ya, Numbuh 7! Man, it’s been a while since we’ve gotten anyone new around here. You’re fresh outta the academy, right?

‘Aw, c’mon, I’m not an audience! It’s me; Numbuh 2; the Hoagster………’ [ There is no sign for Hoagster… and the time it takes him to spell it out almost makes it not worth it. Might retire it. ] ‘Yeah, see, you trust me! I’m nooo pressure. I just like to sit back and watch the process. +

‘Think I could watch ya? I love watching a master at their craft. Especially when it involves desserts.’ [ Rubs his hands together, grinning. ] ‘Plus, you can give me the most important job of all: licking the spoon when you’re done making the batter.’

[ Shakes his hand, waving a hand. ] Nah, it’s not bothering me! I thought it was one of our resident rodents or something. That’s a pretty neat trick, actually. Think you’re part amphibian? [ He nudges her, clearly joking. ] I like your style. I’m Numbuh 2. 2x4 Technology Officer.

[ Some kind of inexplicable sound of reverence escapes him. This looks incredible… no wonder it’s dog-eared. Not even the Count Spankulot reference can stir him. ] ‘This is it. This is the one. It has to be this one.’

[ Hoagie gives her a once-over, her appearance him throwing him. Not disagreeable to it, however. This just adds another question to the ever growing list, it seems. ] Hey—! You must be the new recruit. That you makin’ that sound?

‘By all means! Whatcha got?’

‘Wow, look at that! No wonder your desserts taste so good… that cookbook is no joke!’ [ He sidles over, browsing the recipes as she flips the pages. ] ‘Don’t worry—Numbuh 1 would probably blow his top if he found out coffee was anywhere in this treehouse.’ ‘I’m considering the cake route…’

[ Wondering if the guinea pigs have made their way back up… wait, is that the new girl? ] Hey, kid!

‘Woah, seriously? You mean that? I—I don’t want you to put yourself off on my behalf or anything!’ [ Oh… but whatever he wants? How can he turn down such an offer! ] ‘I don’t even know what I’d pick! A triple layer fudge cake with peanut butter drizzle? Or Strawberry shortcake cupcakes? Oh, oh! +

‘I don’t see a problem. I haven’t met my cupcake quota for the week yet, so I’ve got room to spare.’ [ Pats his stomach, mouth watering at the prospect of more dessert. ] ‘I guess we really should pack some up and bring ‘em to the new kid. And then I’ll have the leftovers!’

You’re always one step ahead, I like it. Poor guy… I’ll give the eulogy. But not a long one, ‘cause Numbuh 89 will probably make the snacks.

[ 📸 This is amazing. ]

Hey, @candycrusades.bsky.social Think we should start planning the funeral?

‘HECK YEAH, I am SO there.’ [ Plucking a cookie from the tray and shoving it into his mouth. ] Mmmmf. ‘Y’know, if someone ate my portion of something you baked, I’d go berserk too. I don’t blame her.’

[ Blasphemy, btw. ]

[ Hogarth-approved, indeed! He grins, scarfing it down. ] ‘Nah, they’re perfect. And with the cookie dough center? Inspired. You got some gift, Numbuh 89! You need to bake more often.’ [ Pops the rest in his mouth, subsequently licking the frosting off of his fingers. He nods along with +

[ Oh! Then etiquette dictates he bow out of respect before accepting. ] ‘Why, thank you ever so much, milady! How can I repay you?’ [ Excited finger wiggle before taking the cupcake. He chomps a bite out of it, blue frosting all over his mouth. Cue awkward, one-handed signing. ] ‘You’ve been +

[ Attention grabbed! He spins on his heel, happy to see her… equally as happy to see those cupcakes in her hands. ] ‘Finally, they’re ready! Come in!’

LET US WALTZ INTO THIS PRANKSTER'S PARADISE! (Lit Headcanon-based C:KND OC!) (MV / Multiships with chem and age group!) (SFW only, muse is a minor, admin is 20+!) (Penned by Shiloh/G!) #MVRP // #KNDRP // #CARTOONRP // #OCRP

[ You’re telling me now is when you’re suddenly difficult to fool? Man. I’m outta here. Gonna eat CUPCAKES with my FRIEND. ]

[ YOU’RE ONE TO TALK, YOU KNOW— ]

[ 💧 That’s how I react when all of you come into a room! Really! ]

[ Yeah right! And I’m sure the googly eyes you two make at each other is totally platonic, too! ]

[ Yeah, that might be the mo— COOKIE DOUGH?? FILLING?? Is he dead? Is this heaven? Is she an angel? ]

[ Do YOU really wanna go there? 🤨 Shall we count the plethora of gifts and snacks little miss Sanban has made for YOU? ]

[ Oh, heaven’s no… save the dessert at ALL COSTS. He’ll call in other reinforcements. ]

[ ooooo Numbuh 4 is begging for itttt ]

[Her "kick Numbuh 4's ass" sense is tingling.]

[ It’s NOT a date, it’s two FRIENDS enjoying baked goods together! ]

[ Aren’t you late for your bedazzling appointment or something. ]

[ YOU DIDN’T GET ANYTHING, YOUR ACCUSATION IS BASELESSSSS AND INCORRECT SHE’S JUST A FRIEND. 👉👈 … 😳 ]

[ Shaking out his afflicted finger before giving her a nervous smile as she turns. ] ‘Heh-heh… sorry! Didn’t mean to scare ya!’ [ Chuckles, rubbing the back of his head. He should’ve known better. ] ‘Were you… uh— powering the mixer?’

[ 😳 How did this— What— Wh— //// How’d this get turned around on him so quickly?! Go play your game, Numbuh 4! You don’t know what you’re talking about. ]

[ SO IT MUST BE A DESSERT? Strawberry shortcake? Some kind of pie? Ooo, he’s itching to find out! He tries to peek in the oven, then approaches to tap her on the shoulder. ] ‘What are you making and can I be your taste tester? I’m perfectly qualified.’

[ Yeah, a GAMER girl! Do you know how strong that breed is??? ]

[ Sniff, sniff, sniff… Oh my god. Drops what he’s doing and takes off. Here he comes, scurrying his little self into the kitchen, allowing the aroma of Whatever That Is to guide his steps. ]

[ Good luck… He’s tried! ]

‘But our arch nemesis is…’ [ Record scratch. Incredulous, he stares at her like she’s grown a second head. Which, admittedly, would be less shocking than this bomb she’s dropped. ] ‘No, no, no, no, no… hold the phone. Y—You’re kidding me, right? I mean, this is some kinda joke? Our arch nemesis +

ooc. corny jokes 😭

‘Wait, wait, woah—‘ [ Doing a stopping motion with his hands as if he’s pumping brakes. ] ‘So your fear came true? How’d you find out? And what kind danger are we talkin’ here?’

I DON’T HAVE IT!!!

[ Looks at the console, to Wally, to the console, back to Wally. Shakes his head. ] I didn’t get it. That’s the oldest z-box known to man!