“Cooper,” Harper pronounces. “Cooper,” I agree. Harper calls toward the entrance. “Come in, Cooper!” “Yeah, we won’t bite!” I add. I turn to Harper and whisper, “Although if he brought any treats, I will definitely be chomping down on them.” Cooper bends his long neck to pop his head inside the pod, followed by his fuzzy striped neck and torso, and finally his mad-skills dancing legs. Harper smiles at me, then turns her attention to the bouncy Troll in front of us, who is busy tucking his harmonica into his hair. “What’s that smell?” Harper asks, and I shoot her a look. “In a good way, I mean.” She turns to Cooper with wide eyes but a cool voice. “Did you bring us your famous treats?” She’s attempting to be casual, but she’s no better than I am. The mere thought of one of Cooper’s cupcakes has her subtly wiping a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth. I would laugh, but she’s not wrong. He really is a ridiculously talented pastry chef. And that’s not the only place where he stands out.
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