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Extremely disgruntled, Ariette began making her way back to the greenhouse gardens of the Heavenly Embassy to meet with Primrose for the last time. She was already upset that Dove was ill and wouldn't be able to teach her how to brew ambrosia. That alone was bad enough, but to top it all off, Primrose of all buns would be the one teaching her instead. “Teaching her”. Yeah right, she thought. More like being condescended and belittled for half an hour under the ...

Hops was busy cleaning off the bar top when Ariette walked into the cozy little bar. Upon noticing her, Hops exclaimed “Oh, hello there! Welcome to the Rabbit Hole!” “Hello!” Ariette called back. “I’m here for your bartending class.”  A look of realization spread across the lavender-haired bun’s face. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “Come on back, then! Let me just finish wiping down the counter and we can get started!”  Ariette strolled behind the bar as H...

Ariette was exceptionally excited when she received an early morning call from Dove saying that the ambrosia flowers were finally ready to harvest. She told Dove that she’d be there as soon as possible as she tore through her breakfast and knocked back a glass of milk. She could hardly contain her excitement as she dashed out the front door of her house and down through the streets, bobbing and weaving through crowds of buns that had gathered throughout the town....

In the wake of her last encounter with Primrose, Ariette was initially rather hesitant to return to the greenhouse gardens of the Heavenly Embassy. She knew that there was always a possibility that she would run into the pretentious Cherubun looking down his nose at her, and possibly have to deal with an elevated level of persecution in the wake of Dove’s condemnation of his actions. Either way, that was not something she wanted to have to deal with again, especi...