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She sits on her golden throne, admiring the blue skies of the parmesan desert. The gleaming sun shining down on her. The future seems even brighter for her kingdom. No worries anymore, at least for her. However..
“My queen..” says smoked cheese. “Hm? Yes, smoked cheese cookie?” She says. “Any updates..?” She asks, concerned.
“That's the issue. Pure vanilla cookie still hasn't gotten back to us. You don't think..” smoked cheese says. “No! don't say that.. if that happened I would know. Nothing could've happened.. why isn't he contacting me..” she asks.
“Why aren't any of them..”she stammers. “I am unsure. Maybe we should visit?” Smoked cheese says.
“...hm..yes! We'll visit tomorrow. I have matters to attend to!” She says. “As in?..” he asks. “...y'know the worst thing about my golden wings is they require lots of care. So I have to go take care of them..if the cheese birds ask, just tell them I'm in my chambers!” She says as she walks off. Smoked cheese sighs and begins to prepare for tomorrow's trip.
Golden cheese walks into her chambers taking off most of her jewellery leaving just her skirt. She sits down on a camembert chair and adjusts her wings at her sides. She begins painstakingly rubbing out any marks on their golden exterior and preening the shiny feathers. New glittery ones pop out as she does. Her long hair breezes in the soft winds, sand carried within it as she admires her reflection in her iridescent wings. Eventually her minutes spent preening and cleaning turn into hours.
She seemingly lost track of time as by the time she's done the moon is already out and the cold night air is rolling in. She looks up, her roof made of ornate sugar glass allowing the twinkling stars to shine down on her. “Your radiance?” Smoked cheese asks. “I have packed supplies ready for tomorrow's trip. Should we alert pure vanilla cookie of our meeting?” He asks. “Alert him? Have you ever heard of a surprise!? We'll show up like this!”
“We’ll fly over and knock on his big castle door with help of black raisin cookie and then he'll open it and we'll give him some gifts and talk to him for hours on end!” Golden cheese excitedly explains. “Oh and figure out why he's ignoring me..” she pouts. “Maybe he's still upset that you don't trust white lily cookie..” smoked cheese suggests. “Huh!? Angry with me!?....how could..ughh..I forgot he's absolutely enamored with her. It's honestly unhealthy.. I worry for him..” she groans.
“No worries, I'll express my concerns in the nicest way I possibly can!” Golden cheese announces. “Ha! My radiance, your definition of “nice” isn't anyone else's “nice”.” Smoked cheese laughs. “You've never seen me be “nice” because you're always like this.” Golden cheese retorts.
“What does that mean!?” Smoked cheese yells. “You know what that means. It means you're undeserving of my loving kindness~” golden cheese boasts. “..yuck what's the smell..” smoked cheese grumbles. “Are you saying I smell bad!?” She shrieks. “N-no..my radiance.. smell the air..that's not the usual cheese smell..” he coughs. Suddenly a waft of a strong peppery scent hits her like a train. “*Cough* what is that!? It reminds me of beast yeast..” she cries. “It does now you mention it..”
The two then share a look of pure horror as realisation hits strikes them. As they're about to start panicking a knock is heard on a door just by golden cheese's chamber. She quickly applies her accessories again and tells smoked cheese to hide the soulcheeses. He reluctantly listens but knows she can handle it.
“...if it's him..I am sparing him no mercy..” she growls under her breath. She then opens the door but is instantly greeted with a slash that just barely misses her wing, she readies herself to attack but watches as the hulking spice collapses in the doorway. “...burning spice cookie..!? What are you doing here..?” She asks perplexed to no answer. She readies herself again to attack but notices he's in no shape to attack. His dough is crumbly, he's more messier than usual. He's missing his crown. Even his weapon is chipped.
She stares blankly for a bit before beginning to laugh. “Ha! That's karma for you!” She says before realising this isn't funny. He's very clearly hurt. But then again..it is the same cookie who threatened the few things she has left that she holds dear. Remorse isn't welcomed to those who do such things. What monster would?
She leers down at him, admiring his pathetic state. Soon smoked cheese returns and nearly has a heart attack at the sight. “Smoked cheese cookie.. what…do we do.” She says. She looks very confused. “Well.. morally, the right thing would be to help him. However morals go both way. He hasn't shown us kindness..let alone anyone. So..just toss him out with some water and he'll be fine.” Smoked cheese says. “Well no..we can't because he'll just come back and he'll be stronger. We just essentially cheesed ourselves over.. we have to do something about him..” she says.
“Dungeon?” Smoked cheese asks, laughing. “Lock him up in the pound like he did to us in that disgusting bird cage!? Chain him down? Oooh through lassi on him!” smoked cheese seems to relishing in torture methods. “that would be fun but I'm tired after all that preening, let's just lock him up and have burnt cheese watch him so he doesn't act out, otherwise he'll learn why I am the radiant goddess!” Golden cheese boasts. “He learnt in once, he learnt again. He'll learn a third time. Quit crawling back to me, you greedy spice!” She says angrily as she flies off, gathering burnt cheese.
She then returns, dragging the large cookie to the dungeon, cuffing him down with golden chains and locking the door. Burnt cheese soon walks over and waits out front. He watches as golden cheese bids him farewell and so he watches.
And watches.
And watches...