Name: Hue
Species of Pokemon: Smeargle
Rank: Baker
Personality: Doesn't trust others easily, sanitary, upbeat, creative and loves chocolate
Weapon: Bichuwa(Dagger with a narrow sharp blade)
Family: None(His family sent him to share his cooking talent with others)
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Hue was in the kitchen, busy putting the finishing touches on his double-layered chocolate cake, lacing the top with white icing. He dipped his tail into some icing and dabbed small swirls onto the top layer.
"Mmm! Smells yummy!", he said licking his lips.
Hue lifted the tray beneath the cake, making sure he didn't trip over his tail by mistake and lowered it onto a glass container with intricate designs covering the base. Turning to the counter behind him, he put the lid down carefully around the cake with his tail.
"I'm sure I forgot something...what was it?"
Hue remembered instantly as soon as he smelled the aroma of the cookies in one of the baking ovens and heard the timer blaring in his left ear. Pulling it open with one hand and grabbing the mitts with the other, he slipped them onto his hands and grabbed the tray and placed it onto the counter. Hue made 2-dozen cookies and all of them were very tempting. He stopped the timer and took in the mouth-watering smells.
Since he had no cooking requests, he resigned himself to making sweets that he loved the most. From first glance, the cookies looked soft and ready to eat. The only thing is, they didn't cool off properly yet. He decided to slip in some cupcakes he didn't finish preparing eairlier. After finishing up the cupcakes, he slipped them into the baking oven and walked over to the sink after setting the timer.
Hue began briefly washing his hands and the icing off of his tail before drying them off with the towel hanging from the faucet. He sat down in an old stool that was propped next to the counter and began shuffling through his navy colored backpack. He grabbed a picture out of it and gazed at it before sighing. The picture contained an old image of him and his family when he was younger. His Father on the far left , his Mother on the right and his two older brothers, Niko and Liam behind him.
"I miss you Dad.." , he said running his finger along his Father's face.
Their Father had died not too long after the picture was taken and his Mother had taken care of them until they were old enough to leave home. Liam had stayed with her and took care or her. Niko left and went to travel the world, taking pictures wherever he went. They were coming to visit him next week and see how he was doing with his work.
Placing the picture back into his bag, he placed his head into his hands and waited for the timer to sound to announce that the cupcakes were done.