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Cocoa x Pomegranate Head Cannons

Part of my crackfic series, where I write crackfics to get over writers block uwu

-) They first saw each other at one of the B.A.D concerts

-) Being their Manager Pomegranate Cookie was focused on the performance

-) Cocoa Cookie tried to focus on the band with Strawberry Cookie, but she was distracted by the cute Manager behind the curtain

-) After that concert Cocoa Cookie would notice Pomegranate and always offer her Hot Cocoa

-) After 5 times of asking Pomegranate finally accepted her offer

-) While they were in the cafe drinking hot cocoa they both realized that they got along well

-) They meet up at least once a week to drink hot cocoa together

-) They love to spend time together!

-) They’re just friends though,… right?

-) Pomegranate Cookie Fell hard, she realized how she felt a lot quicker than Cocoa Cookie.

-) Cocoa Cookie realized the depth of her feelings after they both went to one of Mint Choco Chips concerts. Seeing Pomegranate Cookie in a fancy ball gown, made Cocoa Cookie realize that she wanted to dance with Pomegranate Cookie.

-) Cocoa Cookie Did throw her mug at Licorice Cookie because he asked Pomegranate to dance.

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Chance Encounter

A/n: I love this show so much and in response to my other fanfic acc getting terminated here I am lol

Words: 174

Summery: A shirt Drabble about running into Detective Kenneth Rijkers in the street at night

Warnings: None

Show: Slashers: Ripper (season 5)

Pairing: Kenneth Rijkers x Gender Neutral Reader

A soft spoken voice rounded the corner, speaking directly into your ear. “Oh sir can I help you?” You turn to him, an average height man, maybe shorter than average, he has dark skin and a sweet half smile. He has a shy unsure look about him.

“Sir you should be careful with the widow about.” You adjust your coat, the fabrics slipping off your shoulder once more.

“I am not in danger of the widow, neither are you I believe,” the Man took his coat off and wrapped it around your shoulders. “But my beliefs matter not the streets are not safe this time of night, maybe turn in earlier today?”

He turns away from you before turning back and adjusting the coat once more before nodding and walking off.

Who is this man and why did he leave you with his coat? A mystery for another time, as you turn away from the street and walk back to your apartment. Today was a good day to turn in early you decided.