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Greetings my sweet peoples!

What is this book about?

Well it's a uh one shot book...? I mean it was on the title duh

Sorry sorry-

What can we do here?

You can request anything! A specific interaction you want, a ship or just a whole moment about your favorite or your confort cookie character.

And what are the rules?

What I would do :
-Smut/fluff/angst
-something that isn't a ship (that's doesn't mean you can't request ship. I'm saying that I also do one shot outside the shipping bubble)
-x oc (But you have to be VERY specific because I don't want to ruin your OC and less, I don't want to write marysue thx.)
-Polyamorous relationship
-uhh maybe I'll add more later Idk but for now, have these

And what I will not do :
-pedophilia
-incest
-rape
-necrophilia
-zoophilia
-gross kink (vore, piss, foot, vomit ect... Bdsm is debatable)
-age gap (that's what it's called?? When a child is transformed into an adult to be shipped with another adult?? Whatever it is, I'm not doing that)
-x reader (sorry but I'm not really confortable with it.)
-Racist, homophobic and Sexist one shot (I mean duh it's obvious)
-I'll maybe add later but for now, have theses

-Any straight ship with canonly gay characters (pomegranate, sea fairy, white choco ect)
-PROSHIPPING I HATE THAT SHIT HHHH
-Porn on Cookies who are canonly minors (idgaf if they're aged up or smth like that I won't do smut about them)

How do we request?

Before requesting, please tell me some things :

-The plot (since I don't want to ruin your one-shot)

-the type
•🍋Smut/Lemon
•☁️Angst
•🌸Fluff
•🍈Lime
•🌻Out of the shipping context
•💘Ship

-The top/bottom (if it's a couple or just- something involved in)

Just a reminder that you don't have to fulfill this thing entirely, I just don't want to ruin your one-shot and sometimes I have writing block so please bare with me ^^'

Have a good day/afternoon/night :D

-Miranto

Edit : it's been a while since I stopped playing cookie run. I'm still in the fandom but after the bts update, I just... Don't have a lot of interest in it as much as I had during July 2022 :/. Still, I'm taking requests and write stories about it but after episode 14 and ivory dragon story, I know nothing so yeah-

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"Appa! Can you play with me please?"
Dark choco cookie childish voice rang through Dark cacao cookie's ears as he was looking at a decent amount of formal papers while his son sat next to him.

Each time Dark choco would ask the king to hang out with him, Dark cacao felt a twist in his heart, already knowing the response he would gave him every time.

"Not now son. I'm busy."

Dark choco small smile disappeared instantly and was replaced with a frowned look as he pursued his lips and looked away. "I... Understood." the young boy said as he got up from his sitting spot and went through the door. Dark cacao cookie waited for his son to completely go away only to sigh hardly and tested his head behind his crossed arms who were on his desk full of papers. This was the third time this week that he refused to spend time with Dark choco and that made him more guilty than ever.

But he was a king and not only of a kingdom but a whole continent. The dark flour war was close, more ambush of bandits threatened the surrounding villages of the black citadel and vile creatures seemed to multiply such as the licorice sea who already took the live of many cookies. Even if he wanted to take time for his son, he couldn't, he had too much responsibilities and duties to fulfill and that made him more guilty than ever.

He loved his son dearly from the bottom of his heart, he knew since the day he was born and choose the grapejame chocoblade among the many items that Dark Choco would be his biggest pride. And yet, the king seemed to only grow distant towards his own son and that made him feel a hint of sadness inside him. He only hoped that if all of this fuss will calm down soon, he could try to be closer with dark choco once again.

It was just a question of time.

-༒-

"Dark Choco cookie!! What did you do!!"

Dark choco cookie eyes widened in shock but mostly fear and horror of what he had done. The sound of the strawberry jam sword slashing his father in half was still audible in his ears, infesting his brain, making the prince sick. The attack was so powerful it shook the wall of the throne room, making some of the chocolate falls.

"F-father!! I-I didn't mean it! Please forgive me!"
But no matters how he tried to plead, the sword kept whispering to him the same words he heard when he attacked the king, his own father.

"kill him."
"leave him bleed to death."
"didn't he treated you harshly?"
"finish him"

Dark choco cookie tried to shrugg thoses words, which was already very complicated because of the circumstances, and, despite that the world was spinning around him, he tried to reach to his father who laid on the cold marble floor.

"Appa p-please-"
Dark choco cookie tried to reach Dark cacao only for his hand to be harshly snapped away.

"Leave... And never come back."
The king snarled in the coldest way possible that the now former prince took a step back, now scared of his own father.

The same man who held him when he was a freshly baked, the same man who looked and told him that he was proud of his son was now laying nearly limply on the blood stained floor, hardly keeping himself alive while looking at him with anger and sorrow.

And it was all his fault.

Without any seconds, Dark choco cookie ran away. Running away from the scene, running away from the castle, running away from the guards who kept yelling something he didn't knew, running away from the kingdom, from his home. He didn't even noticed the tears streaming down from his eyes

Because he hadn't believed in some stupid legend about a cursed sword, because he wasn't worthy enough ofr his father.

And because of his fatal mistake, he had failed.

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Ice juggler cookie wasn't too found when It cames to meeting new people.

And, ironically, she worked in a circus.

Fortunately, it didn't apply to everyone and at least, she had a group that accepted her, even if sometimes the cookie clown was considered as rude.

Among them were a magician (even if ice juggler though that he was just a guy who pretended to be one with his ridiculous hat and weird stick) named Cinnamon. He wasn't that much energetic, which is the cookie clown was glad because she couldn't even handle Banana and Grapefruit overwhelming energy, but he was playful. Very. Yeah, maybe Ice juggler cookie didn't liked him. As for Banana cookie and Grapefruit well... Let's not even talk about them, she hated them.

Okay, probably she didn't tolerate a lot of cookies in the circus squad.

The only cookie that Ice juggler cookie not only tolerated but appreciated a lot was Macaron.

She was the quieter of the group and is the "motherly" figure in Ice juggler's eyes. To be honest, she seemed to be the only cookie who could keep their group at least stable and a little mature and the cookie clown was glad about that.

Today was like usual. The circus would open and numerous people (including children)would come in and watch their show. And as usual, Ice juggler cookie was the center of the attention. She started to perform her show like everytime and usually, people would be in awe and applause her.

Usually.

Somehow, today, not a lot of people watched her or even seemed to be impressed by her tricks. Most of the crowd's eyes were on cinnamon, banana and grapefruit, to Ice juggler Cookie's surprise. What was the problem? She performed this trick more than once and people were always amazed but why, on this specific day, they just ignored her and focused more on the other ??

Sure these last few days, not a lot of people watcher her performance but this time, no one was there to look at her.

As for the other cookies, Macaron was also surprised by this sudden crowd who was formed around the other circus squad. Much to Cinnamon's surprise and Banana's excitement to show her new trick along size with grapefruit. The drummer cookie looked at Ice juggler who looked back at them, disbelief about this sudden turn of event. The cookie clown let down her bowling and balls, baffled About the scene.

Macaron was also surprised about how drastically people just decided to ignore the small cookie. However, before she could even react, Banana dragged the drummer to accompagne their performance. She was about to say something but shut her mouth and played a little tune, much the cookie who felt abandoned and...

Hurt.

-🎪-

The show ended and in the end, no one didn't even bothered anymore to look at the small cookie clown because Ice juggler practically disappeared from the stage.

The public applause the circus group as it received gladly the praise.

Everyone except Macaron cookie,who was worried about the young one.

She already went away before the show even ended and the drummer probably know that no one have no idea where the smaller one went.

The public slowly dismissed itself until the small group was the only one left in the circus, exhausted but happy about how this show went.

"That was so cool!" Banana said, as she took her hula and pet as the other agreed by nodding its head. The group approved and tidy up their stuffs, feeling exhausted but satisfied and happy of their efforts.

Banana, Grapefruit and Cinnamon kept talking with each other with various topics but mostly about the recent event, exchanging their opinion on the public and even mocking in a non-mean way some specific people in the crowd. Meringue just watched them from a distance, also tidying up some of the items she and the group had used. To be honest, she wasn't focusing on their discussion.

She was thinking about Ice juggler cookie.

The young girl disappeared in the middle of the show and didn't came back even if it ended. What worried her more is that how no one except her noticed the clown's hurt expression and less when she drastically disappeared even tho the crowd was getting bigger.

That didn't seems right.

Macaron cookie called Cinnamon over and notified him about some items there and there.

"Could you tidy those for me please? I have to do something" she asked.

"Oh uh yeah sure!" Cinnamon acquiesce, thinking about why Macaron cookie didn't wanted to do it herself but maybe she was probably busy with something else.

The magician was about to turn his head and look at Macaron cookie, asking her what was the stuff she was talking about. However, she was already gone, leaving Cinnamon cookie in confusion, not knowing that she went to comfort the one who got ignored.

-🎪-

Macaron cookie followed Ice juggler's footsteps, being as much as discreet possible, not wanting to cause a disturbance among the other members of the circus who were already tired and slept in their respective rooms. The cookie drummer wandered through the numerous rooms she found until she end up in front of ice juggler's.

She was about to gently knock until the door suddenly opened like it already knew that Macaron was looking for Ice juggler cookie, which was a little bit weird but the drummer wasn't afraid.

She tiptoes to enter in the room to make sure she doesn't make any noises and peeked through the room until she heard some noises.

Muffled sobs.

The drummer wanted so badly to go directly where this sound was but she restrained herself to cause any more sounds and continued to walk carefully unti she saw the bed of Ice juggler cookie, still not used because the bedsheets were still neatly tide.

And ice juggler cookie, leaning her head on her bed, arm crossed as she tried to not make her sobs loud.

This sight made Macaron cookie's heart break a little. The young girl had already changed herself into her usual clothing and tossed away her clown next to her, and seemed that she didn't moved for a while because her short white hair were more messy than usual.

Carefully, the older cookie went to see Ice juggler, who didn't noticed Macaron yet because she jolted a little when she heard the motherly voice that the young girl could recognize in every way.

"Ice juggler cookie, are you okay?" Macaron noticed, worried.

Ice juggler was about to shoo her gently but because she have cried, only a hoarse cough came out of her mouth and looked away, trying to not let tears falling down on her cheeks again.

"Ice juggler cookie, please look at me. What's wrong" the drummer asked again, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the 11 year old with concern.

"nothing.." the latter whispered but Macaron put her hand on the younger cheek and insisted.

"Ice juggler, please, tell me.." she pleaded as Ice juggler sheepishly got closer to the other woman and put her head on Macaron cookie's lap. The older cookie let her do it. It was unusual that Ice juggler would let her emotions slips this way, most of the time the young girl would just brush it off and it was obvious that she isn't used to this kind of thing.

Slowly, Macaron cookie put her hand on Ice juggler's hair and tried her best to comfort her, stroking it gently. She knew that it wasn't the best way of comforting someone but it seemed to work because the cookie clown relaxed herself a little.

Soon, ice juggler calmed down and only trembling and heavy breath came out of her mouth. Macaron still continued her action, waiting patiently that the younger would be ready to talk.

"Do you feel better?" the drummer asked as she received a small nod as a response.

"I-I'm sorry.." Ice juggler cookie apologized, a guilty look on her face.

"That's okay. Is that about what happened this afternoon in the circus?" the older woman asked, still worried.

The young clown choked out a sob that was about to go and looked away from Macaron. "It's just that.. It never happened be-before and I'm just scared that..."

The girl hesitated for a second to continue what she was about to say.

"I'm just scared that I will happen once again, a-an-and this time people would forget me-" she abruptly stopped talking as she shallowed another sob.

Macaron cookie's worried expression changed into a hurt one. Maybe that's why Ice juggler acted like this those last days. She wasn't the only one who noticed that as Ice juggler was clinging more on her at the same time.

Ice juggler though that people would abandon her.

Or in other ways, she had abandonment issues.

"Ice juggler.. Why do you think that?" she questioned as she kept stroking the other's hair. The concerned one closed her eyes, preventing her from crying again.

"I-i don't know... Maybe because they are starting to get tired of me.. O-or-"

She got interrupted when Macaron started to speak, hushing her.

"Ice juggler.. Why do you think that we will left you? We would never do that and less, I would let no one leaving you. If you think that you'll be left out, it's false. Completely" Macaron cookie said, all of the sudden.

The cookie clown looked at Macaron in disbelief.

Never, during her life, someone has talked to her in this way. She was used of people who tried to avoid her because she wasn't really into meeting new people. And yet, she clinged onto Macaron as she never done before with someone else, maybe she felt some sort of connection with her as if she considered her as the mother she never had in her life.

Macaron still looked at the girl before widening her eyes and coughed awkwardly. "oh uhm sorry for this sudden burst I didn't meant to. But what I wanted to say it that.. You're important Ice juggler, don't think the opposite only because strangers didn't looked at you. The circus care for you, I care for you. Alright?" she reassured.

It seemed that her words worked a little as Ice juggler didn't let out any whimper but only trembling breathing. The young cookie closed her eyes and that's when Macaron noticed that the light outside stared to dim a little.

" She must be tired now" Macaron though and leaned a little bit closer to the child. "do you want me to be with you?" she asked as the clown though about it for a minute before shaking her head to say no. Macaron hesitated to ask her if she was sure but Ice juggler ice weakly got up and looked at the older woman, tears stains on her cheeks." I will be fine, don't worry.." she said with a hoarse voice. Macaron shut her mouth.

Ice juggler layd on the bed, hugging the pillow near her while Macaron cookie slowly slip away from the room. When she was outside, she let out a heavy sigh she didn't knew she was holding and layd her head on the cold wall. Not only it was the first time that this happened but also, Macaron didn't knew what to do at this moment. Did she needed to come back and keep company to the other? Or just try to let it for now and find a solution tomorrow?

She looked back at the time and by just seeing how dark it was right now, it was probably around 10pm.

She sighed with a small tone of annoyance again as she went away, going to her room. Yeah, maybe it was better to sleep now because she didn't knew how it will go tomorrow.

As for the incident of the circus, it was probably more wise to not talk about for the moment, maybe in the morning as well.

For now, they just needed a rest after this quite stressful day.

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It was already nearly midnight and Almond cookie was still at his desk, paper work scrambling all over but the detective didn't seemed to acknowledge it as he heavily sighed and rested his head on his hand while the other was tapping the pen he was holding.

His eyes seemed so heavy that he felt like they got replaced with anchor and so does his head that he literally needed to hold it if it doesn't fall. And yet, he didn't stop his work even if the detective gripped more his pen.

He was so focused that he didn't heard, at first, his phone ringing. The first time, he ignored but the second time, he noticed that someone was calling. Sighing, he shakily took his phone and looked at the name.

Almond was surprised to see that it was his husband, Roguefort cookie.

He widened his eyes and blinked a few times before hesitantly answering. In the end, the cookie responded and not even a second later, a worried voice yelled through the phone.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" Roguefort cookie yelled, ignoring for a split second that it was the middle of the night and that their screech would probably wake up Walnut would already slept at 9.30pm.

Upon hearing that, Almond winced and flinched at the sudden noise. He waited from a small second for his husband to calm down and put the phone next to his ear again.

"... Sorry for yelling, I forgot it was 0:30 am-" Roguefort apologized.

"oh no that's fine honey." Almond responded back, surprised that he didn't saw the times flies. "I'm sorry for not responding, I was a little busy.". The detective swore that he could see on the other side his husband sighing.

"let me guess... You were doing your detective work but got so absorbed in it and you didn't see the times flies?"

This time, almond was the one who sighed.

It was pretty depressing that his work was pretty hard so he had to stay most of the time all night but it was even more difficult when he knew that when he's inside his office, Roguefort was probably waiting for him, while taking care of Walnut alone.

"Yes" the detective finally admitted, he didn't wait for another complaint from his husband as he continued. "I'll go home now don't worry because I'm even pretty sure that I'm the last one here, in the office." Almond sais as he hung up and got up, stretching himself as he took his coat and checked his desk last time to see if there was anything that he forgot. Nothing.

He turned back and went outside the building, walking toward his home. When Almond was walking, he actually did noticed how actually tired he was. His legs felt like noodles every time he walked and his head seemed so heavy just as much as his eyes who had the sensation of burning.

"let's just hope I don't faint this time.." he tried to jokingly though, even if inside, there was a part of him that really hoped he would trip down and fall from probably exhaustion.

-💼-

He finally got inside his house and closed carefully the door, making sure to not wake up Walnut. For Roguefort, he already know that they are still not asleep now, even if it was 1am.

Almond, despite having a worse feeling of heaviness on his eyes and head, tried to ignore it and removed his shoes and coat, only leaving his white shirt, brown trousers and socks.

The detective let out a heavy breath and went to his and Roguefort's bedroom, already anticipating his husband's reaction when he reached the door and opened it.

As he thought, the other cookie was sitting on their bed, their arms crossed over their chest as their expression showed annoyance.

However, their anger softened and quickly got replaced with pity and worry and sighed. "Please Almond come here" Roguefort said, more like a plead. The detective already knew what does it meant.

Without waiting another minute, he went to his husband and nearly flopped in Roguefort's arms, sighing as ever, surprising the latter a little before wrapping his arms around Almond. None of them spoke a word, only being in each other's embrace as Roguefort was the first one to speak.

"Almond, you're hot" Roguefort commented, earning mumbled sounds from his husband. "I hope that's in the figurative way." the detective tried to jokingly said but it seemed that his lover was too worried to not react about it. "Dear you're forehead is burning, I can feel it through my shirt." he continued as the concerned of sighed again.

"I'm sorry honey, I just felt weird since this evening when I worked on my shift." he apologized as he hugged tightly his lover. "can you tell how did you felt after leaving your office?" the other asked cautiously, not really sure if his lover would answer it. "... I just left as if my legs were weak because they kept shaking while my eyes felt like burning and my head was heavy..."he slurred out while the one on top softly rubbed his back, nodding in comprehension.

"Almond, I think that you've accumulated too much stress from this week. You really need to rest" they advised as their partner mumbled something under his breath. "Please I'm serious" he insisted as Almond got up a little from his position and looked at Roguefort, his face now showing that he was in fact not okay.

"I'm serious honey, I'm not feeling tired I just... Don't feel... how do I said it..." he trailed off while the other kept looking at him. He nodded again.

"then... Maybe you're only stressed, did you felt more like falling from exhaustion but not to the point of sleeping ?" they asked. Almond thought about it for a small moment before answering.

"actually, I felt more like as if my head was heavy but now my eyes don't really feel like burning it's more like, it hurts on my back head and on my forehead." Almond tried to explain. Roguefort nodded thoughfully.

"Dear, you're stressed, I'm probably not a psychological but those seemed to be a sign of having stress. You have maybe accumulated too much this week and it worsened tonight" they tried to explain as Almond closed his eyes with a pinch of guilt. Maybe they were right, maybe in the end, he should have listened to them.

"maybe you're right..." he said, rubbing his eyes a little. Roguefort smiled.

"Do you want to actually rest or take a bath? Of course if you don't want to do anything that's also okay" they softly asked. Upon hearing that, the detective felt as if his cheeks turned red for a small second. Even if he was more focused on his work lately, he couldn't help but feel like he wanted to be with Roguefort again but not like this one, he really wanted them. To feel like them, to touch them... In short he wanted to have adult fun time with his husband for the first time after a while.

"w-well I thought about something but, I don't know if you actually want to do it" he sheepishly said, only earning more curiosity from Roguefort.

"You know I don't mind, I'm not really tired to be honest."they reassured while the detective gulped a little.

"If you say so.. Then you don't mind if we... You know..." the detective didn't really know how to put in words so the best he could find is to imitate the gesture where two people wanted to have sex.

After all, the author also had trouble writing this because it has been a while since they didn't written a smut one-shot or anything related to sex except some dirty jokes there and there. But hey, at least they tried, just like Almond.

Anyway.

When they finally knew what he meant, Roguefort widened their eyes for a small moment before chuckling sheepishly as well.

"Oh you meant that" they said, realizing. Almond just fluttered more but his husband took his hand. "Hey it's okay, I didn't meant to shame you, it's just that... It has been a while since we didn't do it, you know after we had Walnut... But that doesn't mean I don't want to do it" they clarified.

"Are you sure? I really want your consent you know" Almond asked. The other one nodded. "I am, don't worry"

As soon as he heard that his partner gave him his consent, Almond let out a sight of relief and looked at him with a little bit more confidence, this time.

"I'm glad that you want to do it" he said. Roguefort smiled back and asked.

"So... do you want to change places now?"

"yes please"

-💼-

The two have now switched place, with Roguefort holding Almond's legs while the latter was getting pressed against the door frame, putting his hands on their shoulders.

They were both kissing each other with passion as the time passes, it gotten sloppier. Roguefort put his hands on both Almond's side and slightly lifted him up, caughing in surprise their husband but didn't break the kiss.

Soon, Roguefort asked for entrance in which the other gladly accepted, letting their tongue slip inside his mouth. They didn't wait anymore and started to explore every inch while Almond whined in pleasure, holding a little more tightly their shoulders.

After a few moments, they broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their tongues.

Almond panted and had red cheeks, looking at his husband who had a lustfull look but still with hint of softness, relieving him a little that he wouldn't be destroyed now.

"Are you okay, dear?" they softly asked as the concerned one nodded.

"Y-yeah it's just... It has been a while." he admitted.

"then I'm going to make sure that it will be pleasuring for you" Roguefort responded, grinning. Before Almond could do anything else, they went directly to his neck and started to nibble it, making the detective gasp a little, holding more tightly their shoulders as he tried to close his legs, out of reflex because Roguefort was still in between, making it impossible.

"O-oh god,, Rogue-Roguefort-" he stuttered, putting one of his hand on his mouth.

The concerned one didn't listened and continued to attack the poor man's neck, digging more their teeth in his skin, even licking the soft spot where they left some marks. Almond, on the other hand, tried his best to not let any moans or any other sounds coming from his mouth and shut his eyes tightly, already feeling his pussy getting wet.

Roguefort kept doing what he was doing but when he realized that his husband was actually repressing his moans he reached towards the other's hand and softly pulled it out, much to Almond's protest.

"Roguefort please-"

"I know that you're only doing that because you're afraid that someone might hear us but trust me, those walls are thick enough to cover up the sounds" they reassured.

"But what if-"

"You really don't need to worry, I've told you to not worry, right?" Roguefort responded, with a small teasing tone.

Almond couldn't say something again and let another gasp mixed with a whine of pleasure as his husband started to bite and kissed his neck again as he trailed his kisses and touches on his chest, opening more the shirt that the detective was wearing, revealing the scars below his nipples.

On the other hand, Almond didn't wanted to be the only one who was naked so in return, he unbuttoned Roguefort's night shirt, his hand shaking because of the stimulation.

Feeling that his lover started to get impatient, Roguefort couldn't help but smile in a cocky way and kept teasing him, even slowing his touches, making even more Almond impatient.

"Roguefort please, hurry up-" he huffed out, whining as his partner started to bite and lick a little bit his nipples.

"I'll be, dear. After all, I want to make it pleasurable for you" they said as their hands traveled all across the detective's body from his chest to his waist, occasionally making the submissive one shiver in pleasure, and put his hand on the top of his trousers but before removing it, they cautiously asked.

"Do you still want me to prepare you?"

"Y-yes" Almond sputtered and breather heavily, still fluttered.

At first, Roguefort thought about going to the drawer and trying to find the lube but eventually remembered that they didn't bought a lube at the supermarket or at the pharmacy. They sighed but eventually found another substitue.

Roguefort pulled out Almond's trousers, much faster than when they removed his shirt, and his boxers as he noticed a tray of liquid coming on the bottom. "My, my, already getting wet?" they teased as Almond's cheeks got redder. They ignored his reaction and removed his boxers completely, exposing the detective's vagina.

They put one of their fingers inside their mouth and humidified it while their other hands kept Almond's legs up, making sure that his pussy was still in sight.

"Are you ready?" Roguefort asked. Almond sheepishly nodded and let out a gasp of pleasure mixed with a little bit of pain when he felt one of his husband's fingers inside his hole.

Of course, Roguefort let him adjust himself a little before continuing. After a while, Almond gave them the green light and they started to thrust slowly first.

"O-oh god,, oh goodness g-gracious-" the detective tried to say, already starting to get into a moaning mess. "Are you enjoying it?" Roguefort teased as Almond bit his lips, shutting his eyes again.

This time, Roguefort put another finger inside Almond's pussy and this time a little bit faster, feeling Almond's leg already giving up on him as the latter also started to grip himself more on the bed frame.

The detective nearly moaned even more louder when his partner inserted now three fingers, now making sounds in each thrust. Roguefort was about to find his g-spot until he judged that Almond was now prepared and ready so they removed their fingers, much to Almond's disapproval as he whined a little.

"Now, now dear, I swear to you that you will really enjoy it" they said, winking.

Roguefort finally removed his pants and boxers, freeing his now erected penis. Upon seeing his length, Almond couldn't help but feel a little bit stressed mostly because he realized how long it has been since they have been doing those nights together. Upon seeing that their lovers started to tense up, Roguefort automatically caressed his cheek, trying to reassure him. "Don't worry, I will be gentle."they said. It seems that it worked as Almond started to relax a little, satisfying Roguefort.

They aligned themselves in front of Almond's entrance, waiting for the latter to signal them that they could now. Almond nodded, not being able to wait anymore.

At first, Roguefort only entered the tip and a half of their dick inside their husband's hole as the latter whined in pain and in pleasure. Roguefort, at that sight, waited for Almond to adjust himself to do the first thrust.

After a small moment, the detective nodded, signaling that he was now ready and he could start. Smiling, Roguefort made a first, slow and cautious, thrust. At that, Almond whined but not from pain but in pleasure mixed with a little bit of hurry, probably wanting to show that he was getting impatient.

"Y-you can go faster now you KNOW-AH!" were the last real words that Almond said before succumbing into lust. Roguefort, this time, didn't waited any seconds and started to thrust harder. The more the time passes, the rougher they got, making slap sounds with their balls on Almond's ass.

As the detective, now he was a moaning mess. He couldn't speak and properly think anymore at this rate. Even everytime he tried to breath, a moan would come out instead as his breath felt like mush.

It got even more intense when Roguefort found his g-spot, nearly making him scream in pleasure. Roguefort widened his eyes a little.

"There-there please-" he pleaded. His husband didn't waited any seconds and thrusted even harder, abusing the poor man's hole, destroying even more Almond's ability to walk and talk.

Soon, after a few minutes, Roguefort groaned a little because they felt the needed to cum and they wanted to ask Almond, even if he was probably currently head in the clouds right now. "fuck-Dear. I will release-" they tried to say between their thrusts as the detective nodded vigorously, already gripping the nearest pillow in case if he happened to not control his screams.

They groaned in pleasure as they let all of their sement inside Almond's pussy. The detective quickly took one of the pillows and screamed inside, jolting in pleasure, feeling a pure bliss as his husband filled and creamed him with their cum.

After that, the two finally rested, both panting heavily, as Roguefort took a spare clean blanket and put it on them with his husband and hugged him.

"How was it dear?" they asked as Almond breathed heavily, trying to hug them back despite being now tired.

"It was awesome..." he slurred out, smiling weakly. Roguefort smiled.

"I hope that now, you're relaxed" they joked, chuckling lightly as the detective returned the laugh with less force. "Yes, thank you for it, love" he thanked as his partner hugged him more.

"No problem, I love you dear" they said.

"I love you too, Roguefort" Almond responded back as the two started to drift into slumber.

Chapter Text

"Get out."

This sentence was only made with two words and yet, it got stuck in Red velvet's head as he stood here, immobile like a statue, wide eyes.

Dark enchantress cookie stood in front of him, a deadpan expression on her face but with a unusual anger in her eyes making the younger cookie feel crawls in his spine. Chiffon growled at the older woman and positioned himself in front of his master and best friend as if he was going to attack but Red velvet put his arm to show him that he was okay.

Or at least in appearance.

Red velvet knew, from his failure at protecting the tower of sweet chaos during Pastry cookie's attacks, that it was just a question of time before Dark enchantress cookie started to get angry at him because he knew how Pomegranate wouldn't hesitate to report any mistakes towards her boss like the lap dog she was, at least that's what his thoughts about her.

And oh god, he was right about his "mother" reaction.

Dark enchantress cookie started to get impatient and pointed out with her wand Red velvet and Chiffon, a pure hate in her expression.

"I SAID GET OUT YOU TWO." she screamed, starling the poor cakehound and hid itself this time in the now ex-captain's arms, whimpering.

Red velvet couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger, frowning. No one dared to hurt his closest friend in front of him, no matter who it was. He wanted to yell back at Dark enchantress cookie right now, at the same cookie who saved him from the witches, no one dared to speak to his best friend in this way!

He was about to attack back with harsher words until he heard screams, whimpers and sound of clenching weapon. At first, he wondered what was happening until his blood ran cold and his face went livid as he turned his head where the Tower of sweet chaos was.

The cookie directly knew what's going on.

Without thinking twice, he turned back from his encountering with Dark enchantress, completely ignoring her, and rushed to the place, his heart pounding so fast that he seemed that it would explode. He knew what was happening. He knew who was the one who started it and he knew who he needed to kill if those poor cake hound happen to be wounded.

Worried, Chiffon hopped on the general's shoulders, barking loudly, probably asking about what's happening but Red velvet cookie kept ignoring him. "Not right now Chiffon, we need to see something important." he quickly said in a hurry. The cake hound just whined and whimpered, not really knowing about what was happening but he felt empathetic toward his best friend's worry.

Red velvet cookie finally reached the tower, panting heavily from the run he had done. He looked up at the building and his face instantly became pale, his heart seemed to sink in his chest.

The tower was in pure chaos (no pun intended). Strawberry jam everywhere and part of cake hound and cream covering all the floor. The smell of fire could be smelled from afar as the sounds of cake hound dying and whimpering in pain stuck in Red velvet cookie's ears, making him even more sick.

Upon seeing the horrifying view, Chiffon whimpered louder and nuzzle up next to the frozen up in fear ex commander, signaling him that they needed to go.

Because, indeed, the massacre didn't stop.

The two best friends soon heard other sounds that seemed like weapons clenching. Red velvet took out his knife sword as Chiffon, despite being scared, positioned himself in attack and growled. The cookie heard even more weapon as he held more tightly his while, this time, voices could be heard. Unknown one.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, someone shot him.

Red velvet yelled in pain as the arrow striked right through his cake hound arm, on his shoulder, making him let go his weapon as Chiffon yelped out in surprise. The red cookie fell on the ground, gritting his teeth in pain and shut his eyes tightly as he held the bloody bruise.

He came back to reality when he heard Chiffon whimpered in fear as more arrow appeared in the red sky, trying to aim on the two. The cookie tried to ignore the pain without no difficulties and took chiffon with his cake arm, trying his best to not scream in pain by gritting to the point of bleeding his teeth and put the cake hound below him, trying to protect his friend from the arrows that started to multiply.

Red velvet cookie thought that he would fell more pain as they would dig themselves into his skin but surprisingly, none of them landed on him, which was to be honest a relief.

He removed without no pain the arrow and looked around carefully, as the heat of the oven started to grow and the screams and whine of cake hounds got louder. Upon hearing that and see the chaos in front of his eyes, Red velvet cookie couldn't help but feel something twisting inside his heart and it got worse when he heard Chiffon barking below in concern.

Then, the heat started to get worse as he realized in horror that the flames has arrived in front of both of them, making his hair melt a little. Upon seeing that, Chiffon let out another yelp of surprise and nearly ran away but realized that it would be more dangerous to do that so instead, he pushed himself a little bit more on the other, who seemed to completely froze, not because of the flames but because he swore that he saw someone inside.

As they got more intense and started to multiply themselves, a shadow emerged from not afar. They wore a veil and had held their arms as if it was injured.

Red velvet instantly recognized the nun who have shot him the first time, Pastry cookie.

However, except her usual calm or at least intimidating manner, she was looking frantically around while holding her arm who seemed to have been burned by the flames. Her face was covered in ashes and her look showed worry and horror on either how much chaos her Saint order have caused or how close the flames were next to her.

After a few moment, she turned her head and saw Red velvet who also froze when he looked at her. But instead of aiming her weapon at him like she have done before, she looked both at them with fear and said something.

Unfortunately, the flames's sounds were too powerful in contrast of her voice but, despite that, Red velvet could see with her mouth what she tried to say.

"Run."

The half-cookie half-cake hound widened his eyes in disbelief. Wait is she really meaning it or it's another trap to put him in the hand of the Saint pastry order? But he realized that the nun actually tried to save him and Chiffon when she turned her head, hearing voices telling people to kill the "sinners" who were surely the cake hounds. Pastry cookie looked at them once again through the flames and ignored them as she made a gesture of asking the two to go away.

Red velvet knew now that the cookie tried to save them from the other nuns.

Still trying to ignore the pain that only worsened, he took Chiffon with his cake hound arm and got up immediately. He stumbled a little but managed to regain balance and held him for dear life and tried to run from the opposite side.

It wasn't long before the cookie heard and saw more arrow while some of them went to the flames and lit themselves to fire. Fortunately, none of the one in fire touched him nor Chiffon. However, their speed left a few marks, cuts and bruises all over his body but he didn't acknowledge it.

He dodged some of the burned spots all over the ground of the tower of chaos, feeling horrible everytime he tried to get rid of a few reminiscent of cake hound who pleaded him to take them with him and Chiffon, away from all this mess and suffering.

Finally, after it felt like eternity, he managed to at least get away from the now burning tower but he didn't had a chance to take a break because he now heard voices yelling to shut the great oven's door to make sure that no other cake hounds would go away while other commanded to kill the remaining until there were nothing left. Upon hearing that, Red velvet only wished to either go back to kill all of them but knowing his circumstances, he only wished to rip his ears until he doesn't heard their voices anymore. But instead of doing that, he kept running, holding even more Chiffon, who kept barking at the voices.

It was only when he only saw green glasses and trees with less beast's bones and burned ground that Red velvet knew that the two have finally escaped Beast yeast, away from all the chaos. He breath heavily without no difficulties as Chiffon hopped from his cake hound arm as he checked on his friend, whimpering .

The cookie, on the other hand, didn't had energy anymore and nearly fell down but luckily, he could still hold himself on his knees.

Everything was going too fast.

At first, he though that he would only get yelled by Dark enchantress cookie and he would get away with it but this whole scenario was a whole nightmare to him. Not only because it was so suddenly but also because the sight he have seen was the most traumatic he ever saw. Red velvet cookie swore that even if he got away from it, he would still hear the cries of the mangled cake hound and their suffering as well with the voices who kept asking other cookies to shut down the oven's door, burning alive the remaining.

And yet, despite all of that, he could also hear Dark enchantress cookie's voice, full of disappointment.

"You could have make sure that the saint pastry order doesn't go through beast yeast."
"And you still wonder why I consider you as a disappointment."
"I should have left you that night with the witches."
"You're worthless."

Upon hearing that, Red velvet let out a scream of anger and punched the ground, startling Chiffon but soon he groaned his pain as he held his only "normal" hand. He looked at Chiffon and feel guilty for scaring him as he sighed.

"Sorry Chiffon, I didn't meant to scare you." he apologized as the concerned nuzzled to the taller to signal him that it was okay. Red velvet smiled a little and patted a little bit the cake hound's head, making the latter purr.

Red velvet looked around. Everything was just green and clean compared to the landscape he used to saw at Beast Yeast and in contrast of his messy appearance and his slightly burnt hair. He tried to get up but realized that Chiffon was still next to him so he gently shoo him away. Even if he really felt weak, he couldn't just kneels down forever and so he tried to get up with a lot of efforts multiple times, even nearly falling again, before finally standing, wobbling at first and wincing because of his bruises but managed to stable himself a little as Chiffon barked in concerned once again. Red velvet breathed out heavily and put his hand on his hip as he opened his cake hound, still shaking. Chiffon hesited but eventually sat on it as the two looked at each other, feeling lost and concerned about this whole new environment.

Red velvet sighed again. "Well better find some food and a shelter instead of staying here doing nothing." he said as Chiffon nodded enthusiastic and barked, as if he regained energy instantly. Red velvet smiled again and nuzzled to him a little before walking again, not knowing where but at least somewhere far from Beast Yeast.

-𖣘-

It has been a week since Red velvet and Chiffon was wondering in the forest, still trying to find a place to stay. During that time, unfortunately, Red velvet's wound on this cake hound shoulder worsened and started to form a bruise and a few ecchymosis.

Of course, he knew that his wound started to get more painful and worse but he kept ignoring, only hiding the spot from Chiffon so he wouldn't be too worried about him.

Currently, the pain was so powerful that he couldn't lift his entire cake hound arm without gritting his teeth and bit his mouth to not scream and suffer in silence. However, Chiffon wasn't dumb and knew that something have changed in Red velvet cookie's stance, more tired and less flexible, as if he got older even if it has been a few days since they lived in the forest. The cake hound also noticed that the few cuts that his best friend had when the arrows went swiftly next to him still didn't healed as well, making his appearance even more worrying.

On the bright side, the place was abundant and they could both find plenty of jellybeans and enough for the two. Occasionally, they would find a wild cake hound but usually they would leave them or the duo would hide themselves until it went away. Despite that, it was pretty peaceful.

"Come on Chiffon, we need to find a place to stay, we can't keep ourselves to lives here" Red velvet said as Chiffon whimpered a little. The cookie laughed a little.

"I know that you like it when we're only the two of us with plenty of jellybeans but this place is not for both of us, you know it" he insisted, smiling but soon, his smile dropped when Chiffon kept barking and hopped on his cake hound ( which was painful but he managed to not let it show) and designed the taller's shoulder. When Red velvet realized that Chiffon was pointing out his bruise, he felt his blood ran cold for a moment before sighing.

"I know you're worried about how is my bruise currently going but I'm fine really, you don't need to whine about it, alright?" he tried to convince but it was useless since Chiffon kept insisting, whining while showing with his muzzle his shoulder, covered with a leaf. He breathed out in tiredness and took Chiffon with his free arm, much to the latter's protest.

"I'm telling you Chiffon, I'm okay." Red velvet kept telling to his best friend who started to pout a little, making him giggle a little, probably trying to brush away the awkward atmosphere that settled.

"Now, we need to go, alright?" He suggested as Chiffon hesitantly approved, leading the way as Red velvet followed him, ignoring the sensation of feeling his cake hound arm falling apart.

-𖣘-

It now been a week and a few days since the two friends wandered around.

At first, Red velvet only wanted to errand until they are far away from Beast Yeast but then he realized that it was probably too difficult to survive in this way.

So he thought that he would probably settle on the nearest kingdom, inside a nice house for him and Chiffon.

Also, he didn't wanted to errand too much because his wound caused by the arrow at the tower of chaos was so painful to the point where he couldn't hold Chiffon anymore, making him feel a little bit worried. Some time, he couldn't also lift it anymore and had to drag it like a heavy bag.

This time, Chiffon was the one leading, occasionally checking behind not if his friend was actually following him but checking if Red velvet could actually still walk or not. Instead of his usual proud manner, he had bags under his eyes despite sleeping decently, his cuts still didn't healed from the attack and his clothes 1nd hair were dirtier and messier than ever.

Chiffon nearly jumped in surprise (in the bad way) and worry, seeming to realized how miserable his friend actually looked and nearly barked until Red velvet cut him off, looking up and smiling tiredly.

"Look Chiffon, we finally made it to a place, what about we try to see it?" he said, ignoring Chiffon's judging look, at this rate, probably disappointed at his best friend's incompetent to take care of himself. At first Chiffon wanted to approach Red velvet, trying one more time to convince him to rest.

Until Red velvet cookie fell his knees with his cake hound arm, making a loud thud sound, startling Chiffon.

At first, Chiffon didn't reacted but then barked in horror and concern as he rushed through his friend, who blinked heavily a few times, his mouth slightly opened as if he was shocked even if his eyes showed no emotions.

It wasn't long before his numb expression changed to a sour one and held his shoulder as the piece of cloth he had put on to hide it fell off, revealing how awful and horrible the bruise had become from the past few days. Not only it was worryingly still red and bloody, but the wound only got bigger as the ecchymosis started to multiply. Not only that but it started to bump a little and even something white started to form.

When Chiffon saw it, he yelped out, daunted at that shivering sight. When Red velvet noticed that his best friend finally saw the consequences of his foolish action to ignore his health, his look changed to a guilty one mixed with torment, his cake hound arm twitching than ever.

"I'm so sorry Chiffon..." he managed to say before feeling wobbly again, his forehead burning and so did his bruise.

And this time, his hand couldn't held him anymore as he collapsed, his vision blackening until he heard muffling footsteps.

-𖣘-

Black raisin wandered around the Rocky cliff, trying to find if there was something suspicious aside from the quite eerie atmosphere and the cries of the crow. Her one-legged friend crow was also roaming around, flying above her like a bodyguard.

This kind of activity wasn't something new to her. In fact, she already got used it, when she and her village used to live there, below the castle in the sky who have became the vanilla kingdom once again, in all its glory. Still, despite now living a better life in there with Pure vanilla, Black raisin couldn't help but sometimes coming back into this place, even if the Rocky cliffs gave her bad memories and mostly, how did she lost her arm.

"You still have seen nothing unusual my friend?" she asked to the crow who sat on her arm as he shook his head. The other let out a sigh of relief.

"That's good to hear. Even if we now live in a much better place, we never know if there isn't any danger roaming around." She explained, smiling as the one-legged crow nodded in approval.

They were about to go back with the help of the portal until the two heard footsteps and barking.

Immediately, out of instinct, Black raisin tensed up and positioned herself to attack and so did her crow friend, flying quickly. "Who's there?! Show yourself!" She commanded, using her booming voice to make sure that she would not show fear.

À little bit concerned but still not letting her guard down, the cookie looked around, preparing herself if she needed to fight and only got even more tense when she saw from afar a black silhouette coming towards her as her friend seemed to have noticed it too.

The two were about to attack until they noticed, with surprise and confusing, that it was a cake hound, and a small one.

At first, Black raisin was about to let her guard down until she mentally slap herself. "Don't be distracted, Black raisin! Maybe it's a trap!" she thought but got even more iffy about her thoughts when the small cake hound barked and went to her, but his sounds weren't aggressives.

In fact, it was the opposite.

He barked and also cried at the same time, his face showing pity and sorrow and nibbled on the quite raggedy clothes of Black raisin, as if he wanted to drag her. At first, the one-legged crow was about to shoo him away but Black raisin stopped him and crouched down, a little bit hesitant but eventually asked.

"What's wrong, small one?" she asked as the cake hound only tried more to pull up her dress. Black raisin just got even more confused.

"Do you want me to... Follow you?" she tried to understand but it seems that she was right because the smalled nodded vigorously.

To be honest, Black raisin didn't really wanted to follow this unknown being to somewhere she doesn't even know but at the same time, she fell bad for him with his cried and whimper, trying to convince her to go, even her friend, who's even more iffy towards people than her, seemed to be convinced as well. The taller sighed.

"Alright then, show us the reason why you want us to follow you" she accepted as the small cake hound wagged his tail but soon stopped and barked in concern and went to the opposite road, behind him the two, a little bit iffy and worried about what they would see.

-𖣘-

Red velvet shivered a little, trying to open his eyes but it was too difficult, as if his eyes glued to each other.

He twitched a little and attempted to move on his side but forgot for a fraction of moment his bruise but only remembered it when he felt something cracking and a thousand jolt of pain coming through his arms.

When felt his cake hound arm like breaking, he instantly opened his eyes and screamed in pain, holding his shoulder but soon shutted his mouth, only realizing that it wouldn't be wise to make such a sound in someone's house, on their bed.

Wait, in someone's house, on their bed???

He didn't had the time to react when someone, no two people, entered in the room he was in. One was pretty tall while the other seemed to be like a toddler but he couldn't really tell because they were indistinguishable because of the light behind them.

It wasn't before the tallest figure went quickly to him, probably worried why did he had to scream so loud.

"Are you okay??" they asked, as Red velvet needed to put his hand in front of his face to not be blinded by the light. This time, the half cookie half cake hound didn't knew anymore if it was the sunlight outside, the light in the room or just... The light coming from the tall unknown person above him.

At this rate, he didn't wanted to know, because it wasn't his main concern.

"W-who are you...?" he shakingly asked, trying to touch his cake hound shoulder but it was too difficult as if his other arm was abnormally too far.

When Red velvet winced in pain, the figure stopped his move and warned. "You shouldn't touch your wound, it's a really severe one and it's a miracle that your arm still hasn't fell off yet"

When the injured one heard that, he instantly stopped what was he doing and sighed in tiredness. "Alright then but... You still haven't answered to my question" he tried to say in an intimidating tone, starting to get suspicious about them. The latter widened their eyes and laughed awkwardly.

"Oh I'm sorry... My name is Pure vanilla cookie but you can just call me Pure Vanilla" he introduced himself. Red velvet swore that he already heard that name somewhere but he couldn't put his finger on it and just decided to let it go.

Pure vanilla turned his head and noticed that the smaller figure was still here, looking at Red velvet with an indescribable expression on their face. When the red cookie adjusted himself with the light, he widened his eyes in shock when he finally saw who it was.

"Strawberry crêpe...?" he hesitantly said as the concerned only blinked a few times, not really knowing what to say.

Pure vanilla saw that the two knew each other and got confused but mostly surprised. "Strawberry crêpe cookie, you know him?" he asked as the latter came back to their senses and coughed a little bit awkwardly.

"Yeah, I know him." they only said as the atmosphere got tense a small second. Pure vanilla shrugged it off and looked at Red velvet once again, mainly his wound who was now wrapped in freshly clean bandages. He sighed.

"You still need to rest. And a lot. According to Black raisin, it was worser than now when she and her friends took you here and even your cake hound friend was worried" he said.

Red velvet had a small heartbreak when he heard that Chiffon was worried about him and his foolish actions. He knew that his wound was kinda big but he ignored that it was that big and severe with the need to tape his arm on his shoulder because it was nearly dislocated. He breathed out heavily in tiredness, closing his eyes.

"Oh I'm... Sorry for the stress and trouble, I didn't meant to" he wobbly apologized as Pure vanilla smiled lightly.

"It's alright, you didn't mean it" he said as he put his hand on the younger's forehead. "mmh... You're still burning hot, I'll go get a bowl of water and a towel to cool it down, alright?" he said as Red velvet nodded weakly.

The healer smiled once again and got up as he went outside while Strawberry crepe only stood there, waiting for Pure vanilla to go away to go towards the injured one.

"Sooo... What's the reason why you here?" they asked. Red velvet opened his eyes and blinked a few times, turning his head to look at the kid. "What do you mean by that?" he asked back, confused.

"I thought that you were still in Dark enchantress's lair, like the only child you are" they insisted, in their voice a small bitter tone.

At first, Red velvet didn't know why did they got so suddenly cold but soon remembered that Strawberry crêpe used to be with the cookies of darkness but Dark enchantress left them in pain and suffering when they got beated by Gingerbrave and his group. He sighed and hesitated to tell them the reason but eventually had the courage to do it.

"She kicked me out."

The kid widened their eyes in surprise, not excepting this kind of answer. "Really?" they asked again, in disbelief. Red velvet nodded. The youngest only let out a "oh" and after that, an awkward silence.

Fortunately, someone entered in the room (or the infirmary? Red velvet didn't really knew anymore), breaking it.

Strawberry crêpe turned their head and looked at the person. "Oh it's only you Black raisin." they said as the oldest nodded.

"At first, Pure vanilla was the one who supposed to bring the water and the towel but someone accidentally fell and got hurt so he had to take care of them." she explained as Strawberry crepe nodded thoughtfully.

Red velvet tried to see more who it was, trying to see if she was the one who took him there according to Pure vanilla.

But then he widened his eyes when he heard barking.

Chiffon quickly went past Black raisin's legs, dodging Strawberry crepe who yelped in surprise when they saw who it was and jumped on Red velvet's torso, making him do a "hmpf" sound, his tail wagging as he cried happily. Upon seeing his best friend that happy, Red velvet couldn't help but smile weakly but glad and patted his head with his free (and functionable) hand.

"There there, Chiffon okay now" he said but chuckled when his friend hit (not really hard) his torso, tired of the response of the cookie.

"Chiffon, is that you?" Strawberry crêpe asked as the cake hound looked at the kid and barked in joy and surprise, seeing the kid after a long time of not seeing them. He hopped form his best friend and went to the child, jumping around them as the kid laughed a little and tried to caress the cake hound.

"Wait was there something I've missed...?" Black raisin said, awkwardly still standing on the door porch, the bowl of water still in her hand. The youngest of the three looked at her and so did Red velvet.

"Oh the cookie you saved as well with the cake hound know me" they said, smiling, surprising the other cookie who wasn't used of Strawberry crepe being happy without being sarcastic.

"Wait really?" she asked again as Red velvet nodded.

"And apparently you were the one saved me from dying in the forest" he said as she seemed even more surprised coughed awkwardly, finally putting the bowl of water on the night table.

"Technically, it wasn't me, your cake hound friend guided me to you" she modestly said, smiling a little when the cake hound happily barked in pride, instantly purring, satisfied, when Strawberry crepe patted his head.

"But still, you helped him and guided me to Pure vanilla, right?" he insisted.

Black raisin was glad that the cookie that she saved-no-saved with the cake hound-didn't noticed her cheeks getting red from the praise.

"I guess so..." she only managed to say as Red velvet smiled again.

"Then it's only reasonable to thank you too"

Upon hearing that, Black raisin perked up from humidifying the towel. That was strange, she was used of the raisin villagers praising her but when it was him, she had a weird sensation inside her chest, as if it was something new.

"oh uhm thank you-well not in the same way that you said it to me but I appreciate it" she said, a little bit awkwardly. Strawberry crepe raised an eyebrow and sat down to reach Chiffon's height level.

When the two started to have a small conversation, mostly about Red velvet's wound, Strawberry crêpe looked at Black raisin and Red velvet and noticed a change of manner, mostly when it came to Black raisin, and also... They really looked alike? Both have an arm issue, an abnormal eye and long ass hair with mainly a black theme.

Wow.

They continued to caress Chiffon who rolled on his stomach, purring in happiness.

"Have you seen this Chiffon? " They suddenly said as the cake hound perked up, his tongue still outside, groaning in curiosity.

"Look how theses two look and talk to each other" they continued, still stroking now slowly the animal who didn't really have an idea what was the kid talking about, also not noticing the small mischievous smile that started to form on his lips. "They seemed to got kind of close, even if they have really met each other for like-3 hours?" Strawberry crepe insisted.

Chiffon didn't respond and continued to purr in satisfaction.

-𖣘-

It has been quite a while since Red velvet and Chiffon stayed in the Vanilla kingdom. During that time, his cake hound started, fortunately, to move more. Still, it was a big challenge to lift it without his other normal hand and it was still worryingly bumpy but Pure vanilla had confirmed that the pus above it started to disappear and he could maybe in a small amount of time holding his best friend cake hound, which was a very good new for Chiffon who missed the feeling.

Currently, Red velvet could get up from his bed and walk a little bit but doing too much physical efforts was forbidden. Still, he really wanted to help the villagers of the Vanilla kingdom to thank them for their hospitality and their healing.

So, now, the only thing he could do was to water the plants and flowers, which he quickly found it boring but he didn't really have a choice.

Occasionally, when it wasn't Pure vanilla, Black raisin and strawberry crepe or one of the raisin villagers were the one checking on him, mainly the girl.

To be honest, if he had to admit, he preferred Black raisin out all of them.

Somehow, he felt more comfortable with her and they shared a few things in common, understanding each other. Still, he haven't told her about his real connection with Strawberry crepe because even if he hasn't been outside except the tower of chaos, Red velvet knew that Dark enchantress's name was far from being a good thing and he was glad that she didn't want to ask furthermore if he was uncomfortable with the subject.

"Do you need help?" someone asked.

Red velvet perked up from his activity and looked behind him, seeing, coincidentally, Black raisin with her one-legged best friend crow.

He sheepishly admitted as she smiled and took  another watering can as she started to water the other plants that Red velvet couldn't do. At first, the young man thought that she would enjoy it in contrast of him who even had difficulties to hold that damned thing but her facial expression showed more discomfort and sadness rather than calmness and happiness.

"You don't like watering?" he suddenly asked as she stopped doing her activity and looked at him before looking at the ground, a sad bitter smile on her face.

"Oh no it's just that..." she hesitated to say it but eventually sighed as her crow friend seemed to notice it and put himself on her shoulder, looking at her in concern. "... Every time I water or take jellybeans, I'm feeling glad, really glad that I have this privilege but at the same time, I can't help but think about all those numerous cookies who can't even eat something consistent for a week and I don't know... That makes me guilty" Black raisin explained.

Red velvet listened to her without interruptions. He though at first that she was just feeling numb or tired on this specific day but now knew that she was really actually disliking this. But he couldn't blame her, according to Strawberry crepe, she and her villagers have been living in constant fear, hunger and danger in order to survive and she sometimes would never eat for a whole week because she gave her jellybeans to the raisin villagers. And even if, now, they have now more better conditions, she still had this habit of thinking about others rather than herself and maybe that's the thing that costed her arm.

"I... Understand. I presume that you're still bumping yourself about the fact that you shouldn't be the one having this privilege?"he said, strangely fearing the young woman's response. But instead, she just let out a deep breath again.

" It's not the fact that I'm not glad about this new life, in fact it's the opposite. I'm really happy for my village who used to be constantly hurt and scared now have a wamr home and three meals a day. It's just... I really want other people to have this kind of life too, not only a specific people. Maybe that's why I followed Chiffon" she smiled a little, saying the quite goofy name in her opinion of Red velvet's cake hound. "Normally, an average cookie would shoo him away or spit at him because he is a cake hound and most of time, his kind aren't very well accepted but when I saw how desesperate he looked when he guided me to you bruised and dirty, I knew that he was just like us, wanting to run away from fears and of course I couldn't say no. He is a living being, he have emotions, tastes and just like other creatures and us, they deserve to exist and-"

"-have a better life? "Red velvet finished, eyes widening, realizing that Black raisin, not only they had nearly the same taste, but also the same way of thinking.

The young woman also looked surprised and started at him for a moment before nodding slowly." Y-yes, exactly "

The two have said nothing for a moment before Red velvet coughed awkwardly and looked at the two watering can that both of them have left without noticing.

"Maybe we should go back watering, the faster we do, the less we will have to do it again?" he said as she chuckled awkwardly as well.

"Yeah maybe you're right, Red velvet" Black raisin as her one-legged friend crow helped her to carry the other watering can and quickly turned herself to not look at the other, or mostly to make sure that he doesn't see how red her cheeks have started to be.

On the other hand, Red velvet also watered his section, thinking about the small conversation they both had as a small dorky smile started to form on his face.

Yeah he was going to like this girl.

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It was nearly midnight as Pure vanilla and his friends as well with Clotted cream, Financier and Gingerbrave finished talking about what they had to do when arriving at Beast Yeast.

After a quite stressful and busy week of trying to save a whole republic from the Hawks of war and corruption, the group finall had the time to rest a little, catching up about all the stress they have been through.

Right now, they were in the inn, enjoying a nice meal (mainly composed with raisins) and a little bit of berry juice, in which Wildberry made sure to hide the whole bottle Hollyberry and eventually Gingerbrave who was curious about how it tasted.

Everyone chattered among themselves, occasionally laughing because Hollyberry cracked a joke in the middle of the conversation or because of Crunchy chip's "totally not" goofy dad side that woke up when it comes to the cream wolves that he completely deny.

However, despite this joyous atmosphere, one cookie didn't seemed to be in a bright mood.

And this cookie was Pure vanilla.

He was good when it came to hide emotions and feelings therefore not a lot of people knew that, despite of all those laughter and smile, his heart was deeply heavy.

Because he was thinking about White lily cookie.

Ever since him and his friends have defeated Dark enchantress cookie, her words still have stroke through the healer's mind and mainly heart.

"White lily is no more, there's no other way Pure vanilla cookie. "

In that moment, Pure vanilla cookie felt as if he got stabbed in the heart.

What did she meant by White lily was no more? No it can't be, his friend should still be there, right?! But her voice and words... It didn't seemed like White lily anymore... It sounded like a whole other person who seemed. No. It didn't seemed, it was someone else's voice who was cold, harsh and violent. It almost made the healer feel shivers down his spine before attacking her with his remaining friends.

Still, despite those thoughts, there was still that part of him who wanted to believe that White lily was still there, deep buried down in the enchantress's heart and mind. Frail but determined, scared but still holding herself, trying to join her friends once again by fighting against her inner demons.

At least that's what Pure vanilla wanted to believe.

"Are you still staying here Pure vanilla?" Black raisin's voice rang out, snapping the ancient back to reality as he looked at her. He blinked a few times before chuckling nervously and tried to smile to hide it.

"O-oh no no no Black raisin cookie I'm going to my bedroom soon. It's just... I got lost in my thoughts" he awkwardly apologized with an excuse that he made the second before but technically, he wasn't wrong.

Black raisin raised her eyebrow in suspicion but shrugged it and smile a little, warmly. "Alright then but please, try to relax yourself a little. I know that we are trying to find a way in order to stop Dark enchantress cookie's plan at Beast Yeast but don't forget to take care of yourself, alright?" She asked, surprising Pure vanilla a little about how she was worried about him but knowing how she can be such a people pleaser, it wasn't unfortunately not that shocking. Still, he kept smiling, slightly opening his heterochromatic eyes."Will do" he solemnly said, satisfying Black raisin cookie as he walked again, still having that dreadful feeling in his chest

-🌼-

Just like what everyone who read this goddamn one-shot, Pure vanilla didn't obviously went to his bedroom but instead, sat in his garden, all around theses scents of whity lilies and the flowers in question.

He was sitting on one of the bench, breathing heavily, trying to enjoy the lilies's scent as well as the night fresh breeze and clear his mind or rest up in a better way because the joyous atmosphere that was in the inn was very energetic and warm but too energetic for him at the current. However, everytime when he attempted to doze off, White lily's face was inside his mind.

But not only hers. There was also Dark enchantress's.

Out of sudden, he opened his eyes, wide as a plate and sighed shakily as he mumbled under his breath. "Why does her face is the one that I see when I want to think of you.." he softly said, leaning his head against the bench.

For the first time after his comeback, he felt lost, he didn't knew what to do.

What??? Of course, he knew what him and his friends would do! They would go to Beast Yeast, make sure that they found Dark enchantress's lair, fight her subordinates and lapdogs, find her and...

And that's it? Not it couldn't be! There must be something else that was missing. Pure vanilla repeated the plan in his head, at least the biggest part about it : Him and his friends would go to Beast Yeast, make sure that they found Dark enchantress's lair, fight her subordinates and lapdogs, find her and...

The healer huffed out loud, not only in annoyance but a little bit of worry. Didn't him and the others didn't decided what would happen to Dark enchantress cookie if they ever find her? He started to get even more anxious. What if, since him and his friends didn't think of that possibility of actually cornering Dark enchantress and actually catching her, Dark cacao, Hollyberry or even Gingerbrave and Clotted cream, decide to hurt her because "She's not White lily anymore" or even worse.

What if they... Kill her?

Upon even thinking about that word and this "solution", Pure vanilla became livid, but inside, he mentally slapped himself. Of course his friends, mostly Dark cacao and Hollyberry, wouldn't do something so severe without going to talk about it with him first and mainly, they both knew how close Pure vanilla and White lily were, they would never do such thing, knowing the consequences, most of them impacting Pure vanilla's mental.

But then the cookie remembered when they hosted the meeting and that moment when Dark cacao nearly killed Clotted cream by slaying him in half. If it wasn't for Hollyberry and Financier, the consul would probably have been dead on the spot.

And during that moment, Dark cacao's anger took over himself and his act was irrational, unpredictable to not say almost suicidal and foolish because he have let his anger above and didn't consider the consequences of his actions, only twenty minutes after when he came back to his senses.

And Hollyberry, she did seemed very angry too, not that much like Dark cacao, but if she was also at this close of losing herself as well, mostly when she started to yell at Pure vanilla for not telling them the actual truth.

What if it will happen again, and this time more violent because... For them, their friend was no more.

He came back to his senses when he heard something unusual in the garden. Out of reflex, he turned his head and noticed that the garden of white lilies have slightly changed.

A tree have started to sprout.

Upon seeing it, Pure vanilla smiled in a bittersweet way, knowing what was that sign as he spoke out loudly. "I know you're here Millennial tree, no need to do a flashy entrance." He said, lightly chuckling.

"I'm sorry I didn't told you that I would come so the least that I can do is to enter in in a original way." a voice rang out, as the tree's branches started to move and come down, revealing a cookie who was sitting on them like a chair, smiling softly as he put his arms on his legs crossed.

Millennial tree cookie.

Upon seeing his friend, Pure vanilla smiled and spoke again, trying to continue the joke. "Alright it seems fair but still, was it necessary to come up at me at night?" he insisted. The other cookie laughed lightly.

"I'm surprising myself too. Normally, I don't visit people so abruptly without saying them and less at night but I sensed that you needed some...companionship" Millennial tree said, hesitating in the end because he didn't knew what word to choose to describe this feeling that probably his friend Pure vanilla needed help.

However, upon hearing that from the other cookie's mouth, Pure vanilla's smile instantly drop and a frown replaced it. He didn't knew that his thoughts and doubts were that loud for his friend who's actually from a land that is far away from the vanilla Kingdom.

When Millennial tree saw how fast his friend's mood swang, he felt a small pang of guilt inside but he sensed that Pure vanilla probably needed company and even help.

And seeing how his emotions changed so quickly, it only strengthened his feeling.

Slowly, the vines and branches that held him started to put him down as he walked through the vanilla monarch who turned his head back and sank more on the bench, closing his eyes as his flower looked at him, an indescribable expression on his face.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

The healer opened his eyes again and looked at the other cookie, standing next to him. Pure vanilla hesitated. In general, this whole situation with Dark enchantress wasn't private
In fact, his allies and friends should know it as soon as possible in order to prevent any bad omen or worse, a bloodshed and their defeat however, this whole plan, inside Pure vanilla's head, was mixed with his feelings who were just... Too complicated and personal for him to say it to his relative.

In the end, he tiredly sighed and decided to talk, the grip on his flower staff tightening as the flower eye widened a little.

"It's... How do say it... There are so many things to tell and yet nothing at the same time I really don't have an idea.." Pure vanilla cookie admitted, feeling for the first time an headache ever since he stayed late in the lily garden. Millennial tree approached the other, still not sitting next to him just to make sure that the healer have at least his own space and that he would also face him. He pondered.

"Mmh... How about you tell me about the plan that you and your friends have made with each other first?" he advised. Pure vanilla thought about it as he inhaled and exhaled heavily and started to relax a little.

"Alright if I remember it correctly.." he said, pondering. ".. It was actually today when we finished talking about what to do at Beast Yeast and in the end, we have decided to unify the three kingdoms and soon, if possible, the creme republic in order to start the march to her territory. The plan we have made was a rough draft but it was better than nothing. "

"And may I know it?"

Pure vanilla pursued his lips, that's where he began to doubt if he should tell him everything or not. He could just tell him the plan and pretend that he only search something to do to Dark enchantress if they are able to win the fight against her.

In the end, he though that probably it could tell Millennial tree what was actually bothering him and let everything out.

"Well, the plan is, how do I say it, a draft? Something in this way. We have planned first, after unifying a few army in the three kingdoms and the republic and begin a march to Beast Yeast. Arrived there, surely Dark enchantress have anticipated a long time ago that we would go there therefore she would deploy her subordinates all around the continent in order to make sure she protects herself so each army from different part of each territory would fight them. And after that, I'd it's possible, we would corner her and... "

Pure vanilla stopped talking once again, feeling even more bothered by the sudden stop. Millennial tree didn't cut him off during the entire time he talked and even waited a few seconds before speaking again.

"That's it." the healer finished as he sighed heavily and sank even more onto the bench, as if talking about it was the hardest and tiring thing he had done. The other cookie nodded slowly, processing everything Pure vanilla have said. In the end, he opened his mouth.

"And you don't have an idea about the rest? What will happen to Dark enchantress after?" he asked cautiously.

"That's exactly what I was thinking. When I thought about the plan once again in my head, there were nothing else as if... We have already knew what we will do to her but... That's exactly the thing that I'm worried about." Pure vanilla admitted, the odd and dreadful sensation in his stomach growing back again. "Despite being friends with both Hollyberry and Dark cacao for a very long time, I can't actually- how do I say it- predict? What they would do and I'm growing scared about what would happen to Dark enchantress."

"But what are you scared about? At least you know them, right? Especially how was their relationship with her so they would not try to hurt her that much."

"But that's exactly why I'm afraid!" Pure vanilla yelled before putting his hand on his mouth, wide eyes before saying sheepishly. "Sorry for yelling."

"That's fine. I can understand that you need to let your emotions out for a little." Millennial tree responded back, probably used to it because of Wind archer's temper when it comes to Fire spirit. The healer smiled, grateful before continuing his rant.

"Like I just said before, that's exactly what I'm afraid about. During our battle in the creme republic, Dark enchantress cookie kept telling us how White lily was no more and that it was no use for us to "Save her from her demise". I knew that she was talking to all of us but I felt like... She was mainly to talk to us three specially. And Dark cacao seemed really hurt when he found out that our friend was actually our foe during the entire time and probably she was no more like what her "new self" said... And I'm scared that they actually believe it. That White lily is officially no more among us and that Dark enchantress have replaced her. And with that thought, him and Hollyberry would hurt her or worse... "

"Kill her?"

Pure vanilla made eye contact with Millennial tree again, the latter still hasn't moved yet, however he was eagerly listening the ancient. He took a big breath, gripping furthermore his flower staff.

"Yes... Yes. I'm afraid that they will kill her, because they are either devastated because Whity lily is dead to them or angry at Dark enchantress for all the things she have done. Despite the fact that they know how... Close- with White lily, I'm afraid that their temper and anger would take over and make irrational acts. Yes, I've already thought about talking about it to them but they seemed to be still shaken up by all of those events that happened in a few weeks and after our... Dispute, I'm pretty sure that they started to get less trustful towards me, despite my apology. "

"Therefore maybe you should talk about it with them once again?"

"What?"

The healer stared at the other cookie again, who didn't seemed to be phased about his friend's reaction. He continued.

"I'm serious. If you have those thoughts that are lingering in your mind that bothering you a lot, the only option that is better for both of you and your friends is... To talk to them?" he advised. Pure vanilla seemed iffy about the tip but Millennial tree continued.

"I know what you think and you just told me that their trust towards you decreased but that doesn't mean they aren't going to listen to you and less, they're aren't going to be your friend anymore. Plus, this problem doesn't concern you only, except maybe the part with White lity... " he muttered the end."... But despite that, you shouldn't be the only one dealing with it Pure vanilla. "

The concerned thought about it and felt stupid. Ah, he still had kept this bad habit of keeping everything for himself because he didn't wanted it to be someone else's burden but Millennial tree cookie was right, this problem was not just some kind of "personal problem" but it was deciding the fate of numerous cookie lives and probably even Earthbread. In the end, he sighed.

"Yeah, I think you're right." he finally admitted. "I'm just perplexed to talk about it with them but still... I'll try. Uhm... Thank you for your advice." Pure vanilla said, smiling. Millennial tree smiled back as a tree's thick branch took him. "I just tried my best to comfort you my friend. Those times are hard for all of us and I don't want one of my friend, especially an ancient, to be down because of it." he said. Pure vanilla was about to tell him something until the other cookie looked at the sky and frowned a little.

"Uh. Seems like I need to go away soon, the sun is rising therefore someone would probably be awake on the current."

Pure vanilla widened his eyes upon hearing that as he saw that indeed, the sky was a shade of orange and saw the yellow dot that was the sun. "Oh god." he muttered. Millennial tree chuckled a little. "Well, I hope that at least I could help you a little in order to clear your mind."

"Yes, you have helped me. Thank you." The healer thanked him as the latter waved his hand and disappeared just as mysteriously as he appeared, the branch taking him away.

Pure vanilla stayed still, smiling a little until he heard a familiar voice that he knew too well, making his heart drop and that he wished he didn't heard.

"Pure vanilla?! Don't tell me you stayed there with your thoughts only during the entire night?!" Black raisin yelled, disappointed and angry at the healer's lack of self-preservation.

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Dark choco was wandering around the streets at night after finishing his night shift.

At first, he wanted to stay because there were still some unfinished paperworks but then he remembered that his husbands Red velvet and Licorice were surely already home at that time and they were probably thinking about when he's going to go home too. Therefore, the latter preferred to have that though in his head, comforting him that despite a rough night, the two were waiting for him with warm chocolate drink and cuddles.

He smiled slightly at the thought.

Dark choco looked at his watch, seeing that already 9 pm. He widened his eyes.

"Already?? Damn it, I should walk faster." he thought as he accelerated his walk, holding a little more tightly his coat on his shoulder.

Dark choco cookie kept walking faster and faster, the light outside not really helping him to see correctly what was in front of him until they shut off. He groaned.

"Great, the electricity company really had to cut itself in the middle of the night and of course while I'm outside." he complained as he took his phone inside his pocket and activated its flashlight. He continued his walk, this time more cautious because of his limited light.

Until something bumped onto him, making him fall.

He yelped in surprise and groaned in pain, holding his bag. He tried to reajust himself to the dark in order to find where he bumped into something or probably someone but the moonlight wasn't enough for him to see in the dark.

However, the only thing he was sure is that his phone's was still on the floor, the flashlight on.

And that the mysterious shadow instantly took it and raw away in between the buildings.

It tooks three seconds for Dark choco to realize what happened and instinctively yelled. "HEY!" he immediately got up, still taking his jacket and and ran after the mysterious person, chasing them.

Luckily his vision wasn't that horrible despite having astigmatism and his myopia. Plus, the electricity came back but by the way the lights were not that bright, it was clear that it wasn't going to last long. And yet, he continued to run, holding his jacket tightly in order to make sure that it wouldn't fall off again. The mysterious shadow was small yet swift, dodging each trash bag and made sure they don't bump on the corner of a building but that didn't stopped Dark choco who only sped up.

"Come back here!" he yelled but the unknown person only sped up, only looking at the taller man from time to time. They didn't spoke yet their looks seemed to say something in those lines.

"Go fuck yourself, I'm not going to slow down!"

Dark choco grumbled as the two didn't stopped their track. However, the thief started to really seems tired while the older man kept his track. In the end, the mysterious person have met a dead end and there was no way out this time, not even a narrow street that could be used for an exit.

They gulped in anticipation and shakingly turned their head only to yelp in surprise when Dark choco took their wrists and cornered them. Still, they kept squirming, trying to let go his grip but he was just too strong for them, making the thief unable to fight back properly.

"Look-" Dark choco started as the person started to give up on trying to fight back the adult. "- I don't want to hurt you. I want to make it clear but just give me back what is mine and I'll let you go alright?" He negotiated with them.

"L-let me go! Let me-" they kept squirming but Dark choco cookie held a firm grip on them. Seeing how it was useless, the thief suddenly stopped but still, they looked at the other cookie, an indescribable expression on their face as the poor lighting of the streets light weren't helping either.

"Please let me go." They almost pleaded. Dark choco was taken aback a bit by their voice.

They seemed so young. Too young to steal already.

"Give me back what is mine first and I'll let you go" he insisted. They grumbled.

"Please, j-just-" they wanted to seem strong and confident but it was clear that they were actually scared. Dark choco cookie felt slightly bad for them but he still kept his grip on the smaller cookie firm, just in case. They bit their lips before continuing, slightly more panicked. "Yo-you don't understand, sir! I need it!"

The older cookie was taken aback by what the youngster have said. They needed his phone? But why? Well, he meant the fact that despite needing his phone, it wasn't actually an expensive one. Heck, he had it for almost 4 years and at this rate, the phone had already too much bugs and late updates, the thing probably didn't cost that much anymore.

"Look if you're planning to sell it I'm sorry but I don't think it will be worth it" Dark choco cookie resonated. The small cookie widened their eyes and the taller one swore that for a moment, a flash of dread and worry went past in their eyes before they growled and made another useless attempt to free themselves.

"Why should I even trust you or what you're saying???" They snarled but Dark choco didn't seemed to flinch nor affected by the other cookie's harshness.

After all, it was just a kid. A child who was trying to steal properly.

And that though really bothered Dark choco. They were told young to do that.

The youngster was still trying to go away until the two cookies heard a weird odd sound. Dark choco would have thought that it came from outside if it wasn't for the smaller cookie who yelped in pain and instead let go of the phone as they clutched their side, gritting their teeth in pain. Dark choco seemed startled by their reaction as he instinctively let go of them.

Somehow, the child didn't try to run away even though it was an opportunity but they seemed to be in too much pain to notice it. They clutched as they shut their eyes tightly as the taller cookie stepped out a bit, concerned at their attitude.

"Hey... Are you okay?" He asked. Well of course not, they were not okay! But- he didn't knew how to start of another conversation, mainly when he actually wanted to help.

The kid shakily waved their hand to dismiss his words as they breathed out heavily.

"Y-yeah I'm okay I-" they didn't had time to finish their sentence as the pain only got worse as they crouched down in half, getting even more uncomfortable. Dark choco winced in empathy, thought he still didn't knew what was happening to them.

Until he trailed hus eyes on their side and noticed the small puddle of blood that started to form on the fabric of their dirty t-shirt.

Immediately, the older cookie went into dad mode as he kneeled to their level, his eyes were wide and filled with concern.

"Kiddo! Your side-! You're bleeding-!!" He exclaimed in a alarming tone while he instinctively raised his hand to see the wound, not knowing how to exactly react but the child was still stubbornly trying to get up on their own however, that only tired them even more as their breathing quicken and started to get shaky and short.

They watched Dark choco from the ground, feeling tears building up on the corner of their eyes but they quickly wiped the droplet that were about to ran down on their cheeks, trying to be seen as "tough" and not a "crybaby" like how their parents kept calling them every they would shed a single tear.

The older cookie was a bit destabilized and panicked a bit but quickly try to help them as much as he could.

"Please kid, let me see it" he said, almost in a pleading way, still trying to use soft tone. The child flinched a bit seeing Dark choco cookie's hand reaching out towards them. That made the other cookie's heart broken a bit, seeing that despite how he tried to be gentle and friendly towards them, they still seemed to be in alert and scared, probably scared of him.

Just the thought of it made his heart aches even more.

"Listen kid I-" he took a small breath before continuing, a bit shaky. "-I'm not going to hurt you alright? I'm just- I'm just going to check on it-" he explained. The child was a bit unsure but they remembered their conditions on the current : the two were in the middle of the night, in small narrow dark street and if they would come back to their house, their parents wouldn't be that happy to see them even though they literally ran away yesterday and never answered to their calls...

In the end, even if the young cookie didn't even knew the taller one as they even tried to steal his phone, he seemed more... Trustworthy? He seemed way nicer and gentle than their own parents. And he even minded that they stole their belongings!

Slowly, the kid raised a bit their t-shirt to reveal their wound as dark choco delicately inspected it.

He winced at the sight.

There was a huge crack and even a hole on the cookie's dough that the latter have tried to fill with an handkerchief that was soaked with strawberry jam and even bleeding out from it. Seeing how the blood was still coming out of the wound, dark choco knew that it was still fresh but the fact that the child didn't even try to at least take care of their wound means that they didn't cared about themselves for a while now and that worried him.

"Kid, how long did you had... This? You told no one didn't you? Not even your parents?" He asked, a bit hesitant, mainly on the last part. They said nothing, avoiding his gaze as much as they could. Dark choco frowned a bit but he was more focused on the thing that was worrying him about the child.

Did their parents actually didn't care that they got hurt? Or was the kid afraid that they would be angry at them?? Or else- no no they wouldn't hurt them, not that badly! Dark choco really hoped that it was something else, but the idea that those kind of parents would do this to their own child was sickening to him..

"Look i-...-i'm going to take you to my home alright? It's not really safe out there and I don't think there aren't hospitals nor pharmacies open around this hour. Of course, you can say no but- I really want to insist the fact that I just want to help you alright?" He said, his gaze switching from the child's face to his wound back and forth. The younger cookie's face was a mix surprise and disbelief, finally looking at him who tried to pull on a gentle smile.

They hesitated a bit, not knowing what do to before reculantly nodding weakly. Dark choco hummed in satisfaction as he got up and reached out his hand for the child to take it.

And the latter slowly but now firmly took it as they clumsily got up too.

-🍫-

"Dark choco! It was about to time you-! wait- is that a kid-?" Licorice exclaimed but soon got confused and surprised when he saw his husband with a young unknown cookie who sheepishly hid behind him. Red velvet was in his desk when he heard the voices as he poked his head out of the room, his eyes also widening a bit in surprise as he saw that Dark choco came didn't came back alone.

"Wait hun? What is this kid doing with you-?" The other man asked, widening his eyes a bit. Dark choco smiled a bit as he mentioned for the child to go furthermore behind him in case if they felt way too much uncomfortable with his husbands.

"They were lost so I'm trying to help them a bit just this night. They didn't knew where their parents where therefore I will call them after they would be safe" he explained. The child felt a bit relieved that he didn't try to tell the two everything and the reason why they were here as well with the fact that they had a severe wound on their side.

But the thing that happened next shocked them.

As Licorice hummed in satisfaction and Red velvet nodded in comprehension, Dark choco went towards them as he kissed the two on the lips in which both Licorice and Red velvet gave back the kiss with enthusiasm as one of them even wrapped his arms around Dark choco's waist.

The child couldn't help but cringe a bit.

They didn't knew that the man that took them was actually a homosexual man, and less in a relationship with not only one, but two men! Ever since they were little, the kid would hear from their parents that gay men as well as the LGBT community were the plague of society who only groomed children and were destined for hell as both of them would always call them with a word that started with f and that the child really founded ugly to hear.

And yet... Dark choco was nice? They didn't knew if he was just playing with them or not but during the entire time, he was caring towards them despite their rough start and if he wanted to kidnap them, he would already do that long time ago and probably, hurt them even more.

Plus they never felt like a girl nor a boy but never tell them about it, fearing them.

"Sorry hun I would like to continue more but there's a child I need to take care of", Dark choco's sing-song voice drove the kid back to reality. They swore they saw for a glimpse of second a pouting expression on the cookie who had a red face as well as crimson features as the other one with dark blue dreadlocks laughed a bit, covering his mouth. Dark choco smiled as he kissed him last time on the cheek as some sort of apology before taking the child's hand. It took them a few seconds to calm down as they instinctively tensed up like everytime someone would touch them without warning.

"Come, I'll guide you to the guestroom"

Dark choco but still, he waited for them to make the first step in order to not make them even more uncomfortable. The child hesitated before nodding and following the taller and older cookie. Dark choco couldn't help but smile a bit, seeing that they were actually trusting him a bit now.

It wasn't probably a full trust but at least, the both of them are making progress.

-🍫-

"Would you mind telling me your name?"

"..."

"Mmh. I understand, I will give you time but if you really don't want to that's fine as well"

Dark choco tried to make sure the kid was feeling comfortable in the guestroom while he was rummaging through the closet to find the first aid kit. The younger cookie was nervously sitting on the large bed, fidgeting with their fingers as the taller cookie came back towards them, bandages and alcohol in his hands as he kneeled down to their level.

"Can you pull out your shirt now a bit? You don't need to remove it. Just enough for me to see entirely the crack" he reassured.

This time, dark choco noticed that the child was a bit more cooperative than when the two were in the streets.

He couldn't help but feel a bit swell of pride by thinking that probably they felt a bit safer now with him.

Dark choco came back to reality as he inspected furthermore the crack on the child's stomach. At the same time, he was soaking a piece of cotton with alcohol as he warned before continuing.

"Sorry kid it might sting a bit" he said. The child in question bit their lips as they took a small, shaky breath.

Dark choco hesitated a bit but he knew that waiting even more would make the crack worse therefore he decided to directly put the soaked cotton on the main crack.

The child never felt something cold and spiky at the same time as they winced before calming down muttering a sorry. Dark choco smiled.

"It's okay, it would sting a bit but I'll try to be gentle with you" he spoke softly. The child nodded shakily.

The older cookie wanted to make them more comfortable around him as he started the conversation.

"Soo... Are you okay"

Alright. Maybe starting the conversation with this kind of question when he was literally fixing (if we could say that in a way) the huge crack on a younger cookie's skin was not the best approach. But eh, at least he tried his best.

"A bit... Tired actually" the child actually spoke, or more like mumbled, for the first time since the two went inside the house. They hesitated a but before asking what was bothering them ever since they saw Red velvet cookie as well as Licorice cookie.

"Uhm... I'm actually sorry for asking but- those guys.." they trailed off in the end. Dark choco hummed as he understood what they meant.

"Oh them? They're actually my husbands" the older cookie said. The child got even more surprised.

"Wait the TWO of them are BOTH your husbands??" They asked, credulous. Dark choco nodded as he chuckled a bit.

"Hey, we have been married for five years now. Yeah, it's a bit recent but eh." He laughed a bit seeing the child's reaction. "What? You never saw a couple of three people before?" His tone wasn't teasing nor playful. In fact, he was genuinely intrigued by them. With a bit of shame, they nodded slowly, head hung low.

"No uhm- sorry sir-"

"That's fine, it's probably all new for you"

Dark choco wanted to talk with them more in order to make sure they were comfortable with him but seeing how actually quite severe the wound and crack was, he needed to know how on earth they ended up that hurt AND without telling anyone.

"Kiddo.." he started, still a bit hesitant.

"Mmh ?"

"Please... At least tell me. Look if you don't want to tell me your name that's fine I just-" he paused before continuing, this time more tense.

"... Who did this to you?"

The question made the child's blood running cold as they widened their eyes. Of course, they knew that Dark choco would eventually ask them how on earth did they got that crack but they hadn't excepted him to ask about it- so soon.

They hesitated to tell and nearly wanted to play the muted person again but they have already closed their mouth enough as they spoke, their tone tense.

"Them- they.... They did this to me"

Dark choco wanted to raise an eyebrow but felt that it wasn't really an appropriate reaction on the current. Still, he asked

"... Them? What do you mean by The-"

"My parents."

The answer was short and quick but the child felt a weird, odd sensation filling them inside. Dark choco widened his eyes, not processing fully at first what they just said before realizing it. His face then went pale for a second.

"What?"

The child felt a feeling of regret and guilt slowly washing over them, talking about their parents in this way. Still, they continued to talk.

"They were the one who have done this, well, mainly my father. It's-" they stopped talking as their fist clenched even more. Dark choco saw how tensed they became as he softly brushed his fingers on their knuckles, speaking in a caring way.

"Kid, it's okay if you don't want to tell me. After all, you're the one who thinks if you're comfortable enough to do i-" he got cut off again when they spoke, gritting their teeth a bit.

"No no it's okay I-" they cut themselves again as they sighed in exasperation and a hint of frustration as well, finally letting everything out. "They have been doing this for a while now but that day, it was worse than any bruises they have done before.."

Dark choco let them speak as they continued, their gaze blank, an indescribable expression on their face.

"They wanted me to stay still a-and told me that I would be punished if I disobeyed them but.. but i-i- I didn't listened to them a-and he- he-" the child's tone became more and more shaky as their vision became blurry from the tears that haven't spilled yet. The taller cookie saw how distressed they seemed as he quickly intervened, concerned and worried.

"H-hey kid, please- you need to relax- look or listen I don't know- if you're not comfortable enough to tell it don't I'm begging y-"

"He tried to touch me! He wanted to use the opportunity to take advantage of me!!" They suddenly yelled as a few tears trailed down to their cheeks. It that moment, they broke down.

"I only wanted to prove myself to them! I only wanted to show how I was willing to do anything, even if it hurted me in the inside, but they never cared to aknowledge it in the slightest! And all they could think is how useless I am and not how many efforts I put to just please them a bit!! And a-and-"

They stopped as they sniffed loudly, wiping violently the tears that haven't spilled on their cheeks. In the end, they continued, this time their tone was even more shaky with a barely audible voice audible.

"And when I finally fought back, the-they well he mostly, wanted to punish me.." they finished, letting out a small choked hick. Dark choco only stood (well more like kneeled down) there, unable to process properly everything that they have just said, his eyes wide before his surprise and shocked expression changed into pity and worry.

"S-sorry I didn't meant to yell and tell you everything I-" they didn't had time to finish their sentence as they felt the taller cookie hugging them close. They let out a small surprised gasp with widening eyes.

"God..." Dark choco started, not knowing how to start off his sentence. "I-it's okay, it's just- i-i'm so sorry for what happened to you, you didn't deserve any of that"

Actually, Dark choco cookie wasn't the best when it came to comforting words and emotional speech and mainly now because that kind of problem actually happened to him before. Well, it wasn't that severe like this but it did took a while for him to actually heal his relationship with his father.

And hearing such horrible situation from a child upset him so much.

The younger cookie in question didn't knew what to do, unable to process entirely what happened as they hesitantly and slowly raised their arms in a shaky wag to hug back the older cookie.

"I-it's-" they started as they bit their lips, not knowing how to talk furthermore.

"No it's not okay. Kid, you need to know that it's NOT okay to live like this, to have parents like this, to have such a father" Dark choco felt disgusted upon applying that statue to someone who was that much disgusting. He continued. "Listen, I know you won't probably trust me or something in this way but I will let you be here for this night until I find someone to take care of you, I can't- okay listen I'm sorry but I can't bring myself to bring you back when you-" he paused, before continuing, this time his tone was more hesitant. "When your parents do this to you"

The child though about it, shutting their eyes a bit as they though about it, their tone still a bit shaky yet firm at the same time.

"... M-maybe I can rest here a bit. Well, for now.." they said. Dark choco smiled a bit before the smaller cookie spoke again. "Th-thank you by the way-" they wobbly thanked as the other cookie nodded.

"It's nothing. Now you need to rest up, it's quite late"

The child nodded as Dark choco's hug loosened a bit but not letting them go entirely. The child didn't minded it that much, they didn't wanted to let go too.

The two sat on the large bed in a comfortable silence until the child finally spoke.

"Apple cider"

"Mmh?"

"My name is... Apple cider. Apple cider cookie"

Dark choco's eyes widened a bit before he smiled again.

"Alright then. Nice to meet you, Apple cider cookie. Mine is Dark choco cookie"

Apple cider hummed in a half muffled tone as they buried themselves a bit more onto the older cookie's embrace as for the first time in a while, they smiled lightly.

Enough to know that they were safe.