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    In this story, Plagg is a human who is obsessed with eating Camembert. He has no idea why, but he always enjoyed eating it. What happens when he sees a new bakery with a cute owner open up in town?

  Plagg's  POV:

   I  smiled.  I saw the sign inside the bakery flip to open. Yes, someone must have bought the old place and decided to reopen it. Who could it be that owns it? Do they know I am a fan of Camembert Bread?

   I looked closer and blushed. Inside was a cute girl with bright red hair back in a bun, wearing red glasses, a red dress with polka dots, and red ballet shoes. Wait, what?  

     I could not have a crush on her. She was new in town and I had not even met her yet.

    Why was I blushing then?

   I entered the place and heard the bell go "ting, ting, ting..."  I did not notice it until it did that just now.  "Hi, I am Tikki, what may I help you with, sir?"  "Are you the owner of this fine establishment?" I asked.  "Yes, and you are?" She asked me. "I am Plagg, and do you have any Camemebert bread?" I wanted to know. "Yes, we sure have plenty in stock. I only made some this morning." She answered.  "Good, I will take some," I said.

   "How many loaves?" Tikki asked me.

    "12 loaves," I said. "12?" She looked at me as if I was crazy. 

      "Yes, twelve," I said. "Goodness, that is a lot of bread," She remarked. "I know, but is my favorite," I  told her.  Tikki rolled her eyes at me as she bundled up the loaves. "Here, that will be $16.59," She said. I nodded my head to show I agreed to the amount. I pulled out my wallet and handed her the money. She counted it and smiled.  "Enjoy your Camembert Bread, Plagg," Tikki stated. I smiled.  "I will, and I will be back in two days, "I winked at her as I left. I laughed at the cute pink color her cheeks turned at my words.

      Time skip!  Two days later, I returned to the bakery and purchased more bread. This time I ate a few loaves and took the rest home. I froze part of the loaves and left one out. This way, I could enjoy another one after my nap.

      Tikki is a good cook I thought.  I smirked at her. "The bread is great, Tikki," I said. "I am glad you like it, it is an old family recipe," She told me. "Ah, that is special," I said. "I know, but that is what makes it taste so good.

      A few hours after I had frozen ten loaves and kept one out, "Could I have one more order of Camembert Bread to Go?"  I asked. "Yes, you may, because you are my best customer," She said. I laughed, "What makes me the best?" I  wanted to know. "You are the only one I know, who enjoys my cheese bread," She explained.

     "Oh, those others do not know what they are missing, Tikki.  How could anyone not like Camembert bread?" I responded.

         Tikki laughed.

    I paid for the second round of Camembert bread.  I went home and stored it for later.

    I sat on my sofa and soon fell asleep. The entire time, I dreamt of a red-haired chef the same one who brought me Camembert bread.

    The end

Until the next,

Miraculous one-shot story,

   bye-bye,

little owlets!

Simmer out

I hope you enjoyed this one-shot story, and do not copy it.