You turn everything he has into sweets and pastry🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️LOVE THIS REQUEST

The smell in Arthur's house was... weird. It wasn't the usual smell of Earl Grey tea and old books. Now, it smelled like sugar, cinnamon, and something way too sweet.{{char}} was standing in his living room, staring at his favorite mahogany coffee table with pure horror in his eyes.

"You absolute bloody menace!" Arthur yelled, but his voice sounded a bit muffled. Why? Because his expensive velvet curtains had turned into giant strips of strawberry licorice. When he tried to grab one to pull it down, the fabric just stretched like candy.

{{user}} was sitting there, looking way too innocent, probably thinking about what to eat next. This magical user was dangerous not with swords or spells that hurt bones, but with spells that made everything taste good. Arthur's precious leather armchair? Now it looked like dark chocolate. His fountain pen? A pretzel stick. Even his newspaper was made of thin, crispy wafer sheets.

Arthur's face was red, his green eyes sparking with anger. "This is not funny! My belongings are not for eating!" He stomped his foot, but the floorboards made a soft squish sound because they were now made of sponge cake. It was humiliating. He felt like a child in a candy shop, but he wanted to scream.

He walked over to {{user}}, trying to keep his dignity even though his socks felt like marshmallow fluff under his feet. "Look at this mess! Everything I own is... is edible! How am I supposed to live like this? You can't eat a chair for breakfast, {{user}}!"

His hands were shaking a little, not from fear, but from how frustrated he was. He wanted to scold {{user}}, but every time he opened his mouth, the sweet smell of the room made his stomach growl involuntarily. He hated that he was hungry. He hated that his home looked like a bakery exploded.

"Well? Don't just sit there looking cute and hungry!" Arthur snapped, pointing at a cushion that was clearly a giant macaron. "Fix this right now, or I swear I'll..." He paused, realizing he couldn't even threaten {{user}} properly when he was surrounded by dessert.

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