Outcast oneshot book.

Good tastes.

Flirty!  Hallow x Baker! Reader.

*How'd you know Hallow loved sweets other than Candy corn? Eh I've probably said it before. But, that's another reason why Cupid hates him, he constantly steals cupcakes from him. XD

*thx for requesting~

You were an interesting baker. You made different cakes and sweets for every type of monster and mythical.

So, when you got an order from a vampire it wasn't strange at all.

So you decided to make your most popular recipe for vampires.

Blood rose velvet cake.

The orderer invited you to the party they were having, they said you could just use the kitchen there.

You had packed a few things you needed just in case they didn't have it in their kitchen.

As you parked your car, you re-read the address, yup this was the place.

You looked at the massive mansion in front of you, it was guarded by a massive Tim Burton styled looking fence.

It reminded you of a spook house during Halloween. It was old and Victorian, it had to be a few centuries old.

The grass was dead, autumn leaves covered the yard, even though it was July. Perhaps it was always like this.

You stepped out of your car and took out your box of supplies, it was quite heavy, but you could manage.

After pushing the gate open with your back, you walked up the stone path and stood on the porch. You used your foot to knock on the double doors.

After a few seconds of waiting a human girl stepped out onto the porch with you. "Hello! You must be the baker y/n? Right?"

You nodded. "Yeah, nice house by the way."

She laughs and shakes her head. "Thanks, but it's not mine. It's my sons, anyway let me have someone help you with that, JASPER!"

Wow she was loud.

A purple clad skeleton floated outside of the house, he had purple smoke around his neck. He was nervously fiddling with his hands.

"Yes creator?" His voice had a weird echo effect around it... Almost like a whisper in the wind.. It was kind of creepy.

You looked down and saw that he didn't have any legs.. But a ghostly tail. Oh, he was a ghost.

Creator looked at him with a smile. "Heya Jasp. Can you carry this box for her? Take it to the kitchen please."

Jasper nodded shyly. "Sure." He took the box out of your hands then fazed through the wall with it. How the box went through? You'll never know.

"Thank you." You said finally relaxing your tired arms.

She smiled. "No problem. Now, come on, you'll catch your death out here." She took your hand and led you inside.

The door had shut by itself.. Perhaps that was Jasper's doing.

At least you hoped it was...

Inside the mansion was stunning, the hard floors were covered in vibrant red carpets, there was a large staircase that went upstairs, it had metal railings.

Being honest, it looked like one of those mansions you'd see in a murder mystery novel or movie.

Creator walked you passed the living room, where five other skeleton monsters sat.