The Odd Ones Bakery

Chapter 1

A/N hello and greetings don't judge me too harshly but CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is welcome this is my first fic if you read the summary you know this is an au that has to do with a bakery. The characters are aged up because I think that people should not be dating when they are 11 and 12 so in this fic every one in odd squad is in there late teens early 20s. Odd squad will still exist but a little differently.
DISCLAIMER I do not own anything that you may recognise as odd squad the characters are not mine nor are many of the ideas the only thing that I own are my own ideas this is fanmade and only partially based on Odd Squad
I HOPE YOU ENJOY.
Olympia's POV
I walked down the street unsure of where I was going when I came upon a small bakery. The smell coming from it was heavenly. There was no other way to describe it. I looked at door, and made a quick decision to enter. The small bell above the door jingled with what I thought to be a very happy cadence.

The bakery was cute. Like kittens or guinea pigs or even better, little baby ducklings. The tables were all a pretty shade of baby blue that when combine with the powdery pink of the walls made the shop look like cotton candy.

There was yelling in the back as a teen, mabye just slightly younger than myself, entered the front and settled herself at the counter.

Someone yelled from the back, "Miss O, we need more flour for the cupcakes for the party we're catering," the girl who I was assuming was Miss O yelled back in an octive and volume that I hadn't thought to be humanly possible, until that point. "THEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! GET MOVING AND GET BAKING!"

"But Miss O..." the poor owner of said voice never got to finish as Miss O yelled even louder than before, "NO BUTS, NO CUTS, NO COCONUTS, GET GOING."

The speeded shuffle that followed her comand made me almost pity the poor voice but as I began to think on it a much quieter and calmer voice came from Miss O as she said, "What can I do you for?"

"Well I was hoping I could get a couple of donuts?"

"Sure what kind and how many?"

"Two bismarks should be enough."

"Alrighty if you could just wait a moment, it will be 3.76."

When Miss O turned her head I knew it was coming, "DR. O GET ME TWO BISMARKS FROM THE BACK"

A tall blonde in a lab coat and apron sporting a serious expression came from behind the swinging doors to the front. She looked up and handed Miss O the small bag containing my goodies. As she was leaving the room she walked in a way that can only be described as confident, while almost shouting,"Whats next?"

I took a seat near the counter at one of the baby blue tables to eat my spoils. While taking my seat I said to myself,"These are my people."

I quickly devoured one of my donuts before pulling out my laptop and preparing for the seemingly eternal job hunt. I was very eager to find a job and get my life started but it wasn't exactly an easy feat to get a job when you had no past experience.

It was at this moment that Miss O cleared her throat, "REPORT AT 5AM IN TWO DAYS AND THE JOB HUNT ENDS"

I looked at her and pointed at myself, she gave me a look that made me feel stupid for asking.

I skipped towards the door and felt a large jolt. I had hit something that was much larger and sturdier than myself.