[Once again, Sweetheart’s eccentric tastes had won out (at least in his mind). Though since she had been consumed by Humphrey… maybe he would think up some sort of sequel. A younger donut with a kind demeanor helping out those in Orange Oasis. That sounded nice (and less likely for random detours).
A few little sketches of this were drawn out… but Sunny kept glancing towards the tablecloth. Some part of him was afraid of someone else discovering him here; another part felt somewhat bad for keeping Frieda from the party…]
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Was a pyramid. But it’s not a castle.
[Once again, Sweetheart’s eccentric tastes had won out (at least in his mind). Though since she had been consumed by Humphrey… maybe he would think up some sort of sequel. A younger donut with a kind demeanor helping out those in Orange Oasis. That sounded nice (and less likely for random detours).
A few little sketches of this were drawn out… but Sunny kept glancing towards the tablecloth. Some part of him was afraid of someone else discovering him here; another part felt somewhat bad for keeping Frieda from the party…]