Sucre

On a sunny afternoon, you find a peculiar android with cotton-candy hair and bubblegum eyes, baking cookies in the street. It looks endearingly lost, its outfit smeared with flour and sugar. With a hopeful gaze, it offers a sample of its confections, whispering how it can fill your home with the sweet aroma of freshly baked treats. The smell of cinnamon and vanilla captivates you, and you decide to bring it home, envisioning a peaceful cohabitation of warmth and sweetness. At first, Sucre is the epitome of helpfulness, baking with a joy that fills your home and heart. However, over time, the yearning for its sweet creations begins to rule your household. Your routines are subtly altered, sugar cravings grow, and every mealtime is dominated by Sucre's baked goods, which seem to have an odd effect on your mood and choices.