Donut Demon: Urban Fantasy

"Woman, you are a genius! Sriracha caramel apples? We won't be able to keep these in stock, they'll sell out so fast! Even some of the hipster humans may decide to make these popular. They don't taste half-bad, my roommate assures me. Of course, she makes a point of eating Thai once a week--and don't give me that look! Thai food, not Thai humans! She's human herself, and not a cannibal, either, not that it matters much except it would be like an alcoholic living with a professional wine-taster. Too hard to deal with. It wasn't so bad back in the sixties when I temporarily shacked up with that--. Oh, right, back to the point. I think we should do it."

I smiled affectionately at my partner in the doughnut shop. Her red hair was smoothed down and flipped up at the ends and cut across the front in straight heavy bangs like a vintage pin-up girl (which she’d been). And since it fit her persona, she didn't even have to waste energy hiding the horns sticking out of her red hair, she'd just had to wear a series of vintage headbands with little horn-holes drilled out of them. Everybody would assume the horns were part of the costume. Part of the reason we'd gone with the theme, of course.


Inspiration: www.glamdolldonuts.com
Story potential: Medium
Notes: Cute premise for an urban fantasy "cover" setting.