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After the performance, Parfait Cookie was pretty tired. The crowd was still cheering, like they always were. This performance was more vibrant however, as she was performing at the one and only Hollyberry Kingdom. Her home. Yet obviously, she had to pretend that she was still energetic under the cameras.
"Hello everyone! Did you like the performance?" She said.
People were shouting. Some people were screaming yes. The atmosphere is very lively, but that doesn't make it quite cute yet... Some of the older fans were catcalling her. "Please sit on me!" "Fuck me!" They say. But come on, no time for activism, right? It's just fans. Boys will be boys. Right?
Suddenly, someone threw a bouquet and said: "Marry me!" Who the hell might've done that? Do they have any dignity left? What a weirdo. Those were the thoughts of Parfait Cookie when she catched those bouquets. I mean, just because you're an idol, meant that you had to get constantly bombarded with such ridiculous predicaments? No! Although she owned her label, where she was the only member, she still couldn't just date. Obviously, it would make the men sad. Which is, sad, quite frankly. Yeah, sure, if she actually got with that man, which the women would respect, the incels, or the m*ids, or the Discord mods, or the Bordigists, or the... You know who I'm talking about, would be very happy. But why the fuck would she do that? She barely knows this man. But then, the mask still prevails:
"Thank you!" She said "happily" to the mic. If you know her personally, you'd know that it sounds very forced.
"I have to leave now! Paru-Paru-PARFAIT!" She said before leaving the stage. The crowd cheered some more, although some of them said boo. Must be THAT type of living organelles.
As she was leaving the stage, there was someone waiting for her. It was the one and only Heiress of House Raspberry; Raspberry Cookie! She was there with a limousine. So many cameras were recording, as if she were Marilyn Monroe...
"E-everyone? Please turn off your cameras!" Parfait Cookie said.
At that second, the cameras were already off. Mostly, except for those creeps that were too obsessed, of course.
"Sit at the front. Now." Raspberry Cookie said, as if she was her parent. Parfait Cookie sat at the front seat, and Raspberry Cookie was gonna drive.
While they were in the car, Parfait Cookie felt nervous. She doesn't know why.
"We need to talk, Parfait." Raspberry Cookie said with a stern voice. What is she doing?
"A-about what?" Parfait Cookie asked.
"Your fans." Raspberry Cookie said.
"B-but-"
Raspberry Cookie shushed her with one finger.
"Shh.... We'll talk about it when we get to my home." She said.
When they got to Raspberry Cookie's home, after she parked the car, she escorted Parfait Cookie silently to her bedroom. In there, she pinned her to the wall, pointing her sabre at Parfait Cookie's chest.
"About that. Did they say anything bad to you?" Raspberry Cookie asked. It seems like she was about to get mad
"N-no! It's-"
"Hey! DON'T. LIE. I heard it! I was at the stage. Observing. I just put on a lot of makeup and I wore a cap."
"Ugh! They need some manners. Now, now, do you remember their appearances?"
Parfait Cookie fell silent.
"No? Alright. It was in the livestream, so I'll zoom in." Raspberry Cookie said.
Suddenly, she pulled up a laptop. She booted it, and then she opened Parfait Cookie's Twitch to view her livestream. It was particularly pointed to the livestream.
"Since when did you hear those comments? In the concert." Raspberry Cookie asked.
"You're not answering? Really, huh. You must love those incels."
"FINE! If you don't answer, I'm gonna do something very terrible."
"In 5..."
"4..."
"3..."
"2..."
"And... 1."
Suddenly, Raspberry Cookie kissed Parfait Cookie in her left cheek. For a very, very long time. Parfait Cookie was obviously shocked, yet... For some reason, this turned into... Comfort. Love. Lust. Joy. All of it. She doesn't know why, but she's feeling... Something strange. Once Raspberry Cookie stopped kissing her, Parfait Cookie got more confident.
"Oh! It must've been... About 5 minutes before the show. But they were always after my songs." Parfait Cookie told her.
"Good girl! Haha. Now, I'll hire my guards to personally check this livestream, and maybe... Apprehend them. But I might as well find some too! I'll find them tommorow. For now? We'll get to that guy throwing a bouquet." Raspberry Cookie responded.
"So... At the edge of the performance... About 5 minutes before." Raspberry Cookie said before adjusting the timestamp of the livestream to 5 minutes before it ended.
"Oh! I already see him." Raspberry Cookie said in excitement, pausing the stream.
"Zoom in, zoom in!" Parfait Cookie said with enthusiasm.
Once she zoomed in to the perpetrator, she screenshotted it.
"Damn! Your camera is really kino. If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have caught him." Raspberry Cookie said.
"Thanks! I personally bought it myself." Parfait Cookie told her.
"Now, there was one guy who was so fucking degenerate in your chat. Luckily, you didn't spot him." Raspberry Cookie said.
"It was..."
"Programmatist_Incel?" She added.
"Dude, what the hell is that username?" Parfait Cookie said.
"Some political thing. Let's click his profile." Raspberry Cookie responded.
Once they clicked on his profile, what a coincidence. It was the same guy who threw the bouquet.
Raspberry Cookie hath said, "I'll deal with him-". Yet, she was interrupted.
"Wait, can I see his messages?" Parfait Cookie asked.
"Okay. I'll read them for you." Raspberry Cookie responded.
" 'Foid'... Like, a thousand times.... 'It's over'... 'KYS'... 'I wanna'- NOPE. Not reading that." This organism really is stupid.
"Okay. When will you take care of him?" Parfait Cookie asked.
"Now. And yes, you can come. I especially need you for this." Raspberry Cookie responded.
"Do NOT ask how I know where he lives." She added.
After putting on a disguise, Raspberry Cookie went to the incel's house, this time riding a Mazda Cosmo with a completely dark tint. After arriving to their flat, Parfait Cookie politely used the doorbell.
"Honey? Open the door!" Parfait Cookie said, in a cutesy voice.
The living organism with a phallus answered. They went inside.
"Oh my gosh! D-do you accept my proposal?" It said.
"YES!" Parfait Cookie shouted.
"O-oh my gosh-
Ehem. I mean... Obviously you'd accept a high value man like me-"
Parfait Cookie suddenly hugged it. They almost fell down. Sure, it might have smelled like shit, but she's used to acting.
Raspberry Cookie carefully walked to the house. Seeing this briefly...
"Close your eyes~" Parfait Cookie told it.
After it did... Raspberry Cookie moved swiftly, and stabbed it in the chest. After that, Parfait Cookie pushed it and let it go.
"Hey! Do you really think you can treat MY GIRL like that? In the livestream?" She said. Parfait Cookie was briefly blushing.
"And just because you believe in some lasagna-eating white misogynist doesn't mean you can excuse bad behavior like that! HOW DARE YOU CALL HER A 'FOID'? YOU'RE THE FUCKING OBJECT HERE." She added. Parfait Cookie was getting scared.
"Kill... All... Small business owners..." It said before dying.
When they get to the car again, they had a small conversation.
"So, I guess I'd have to bring you home now, yeah?" Raspberry Cookie asked.
"Yeah... There's another concert tommorow. At like 9:00 am." Parfait Cookie responded.
"Alright. Come to my place again tommorow, will ya?" Raspberry Cookie responded.
"Sure!" Parfait Cookie said.
"If you want, we can surely do something special." Raspberry Cookie added.
"R-really? Alright!" Parfait Cookie said then winked.
And wow, they, two lesbians, live happily ever after!