#crowned cake hound

[t-t-tau-me]

No. No, I don't think I'll let you play.

[a-rottenegg]

Featuring not-yet Saint Vanilla Cookie from @cuppajj 's Beast Ancient AU. THEIR AU IS SO SCRUMPTIOUS AHHH I LOVE IT SM

... Can you tell Pure Vanilla Cookie is my favorite.

(He's my favorite.)

Bro I started playing CRK like a week ago and I'm OBSESSED? Lore goes crazy (love how the cake hound crown situation was just... forgotten LMAO).

Thank you for stumbling on this post! :) Literally created a tumblr account just to post this lol

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

Ravishing Allure Masterlist

SOULMATE COLORBLINDNESS AU || NAVIGATION || TAGLIST

PAIRING: Nikto x F!Reader

OVERALL WARNINGS: Stalking, intense gore, smut, dark themes such as: obsession, paranoia, and misogyny, beauty standards in the modeling (reader's) career, violence, weapons, mental illness, etc. (More specific warnings in every chapter)(18+).

DISCLAIMERS: All images found on Pinterest.

*I do not give others permission to translate and/or re-publish my works on this or any other platform*

"You met the man your mother hired for you two mornings after the death of your last security detail, shrouded in so much black that you wondered if he might create a void of energy around him—a cloud of gruff and grueling seriousness stuck at his head. A crown of brutal commitment.

Nikto, you learned he was called. Employed under some PMC group called KorTac. Former Russian Spetsnaz.

Nikto. 

Yes, you quite liked how that rolled off the tongue."

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER I : Cake for a Dead Man

CHAPTER II : Flowers for the Sick and Gone

CHAPTER III : A Noose To Hang Onto

CHAPTER IV : My Three Dead, Little Doves

CHAPTER V : As Tainted and as Flawed as You

CHAPTER VI : Nobody's Son, Nobody's Daughter

CHAPTER VII : Tower of Babel

CHAPTER VIII : All the Things We Said We Wouldn't Do

CHAPTER IX : Little Deaths

CHAPTER X : The Sound of Silent Graves

CHAPTER XI : Icarus

CHAPTER XII : Her Blackthorn Tree

CHAPTER XIII : Doth Its Rugged Jaws Expand

CHAPTER XIV : Baying Hounds; Pale Fangs

CHAPTER XV : For The Snakes And Who They Bite

CHAPTER XVI : The Color of Their Souls

CHAPTER XVII : Craftsmanship of Bones

CHAPTER XVIII : Talk With The Devil

CHAPTER XIX : Speaking Through Forked Tongues

CHAPTER XX : Consequences

CHAPTER XXI : The Love We Choose

FANART:

Nikto & Seraph

Nikto w. Cat

Nikto Portrait

[quibbs126]

I feel like this was to lampshade the fact that they forgot about the Crowned Cake Hound in the actual story, which is kind of funny to me

It also implies that Chili Pepper told the group the story potentially up to the Dark Cacao Kingdom storyline (since that was where she last was). Like it started with talking about a crown and by the end Chili Pepper’s like “so yeah and then he told him “It is my life’s greatest regret to have called you my son!” and then they tried to kill each other. Kind of messed up but not really my problem”

[lilacartsmadsion]

Where’s that cake hound with the crown anyways

Errr I forgot what happened to it.

But like Clotted Cream dealt with it I think?? Still has the crown though

[a-cakehound-or-critter-a-day]

6/19/2024 Watch out everyone!! cake hound with a crown coming through!!

[saijspellhart]

for the kissing prompt- 100, ephraim and innes :3

100. Hateful kisses; all teeth, bruising, hair tugging, being pinned against the wall, low groans, heavy breathing, knees separating thighs — but both of them need more. (Ephraim x Innes)

-WARNING: Spicy-

Ephraim finally broke away from the party, slipping out during a toast and a speech proposed by Princess L’Arachel. Her personality was…aggressive enough to draw any and all attention, creating a perfect opening for him to slip behind a heavy curtain and out onto one of the balconies of Castle Frelia.

The crisp night air greeted him, a chilled kiss against his cheeks. An audible sigh, all the tension in his body releasing, he approached the balustrade. He crossed his arms to lean on the railing, gazing off into the valley below.

A little shimmering river, reflecting the light of the moon, cut the fields and forests in the distance. It looked looked like a vein of silver in an otherwise inky black and blue landscape.

In one of the inky fields there was a herd of ghostly white dots. A herd of Frelian pegasi grazing on the pastures. Their snow white coats glowing under the moonlit night sky.

Ephraim pondered the ramifications of commandeering a Pegasus and flying back to Renais.

Not that he could fly one. He still struggled with riding a horse, despite a myriad of lessons with Kyle and Forde. The animals didn’t respond well to his brash recklessness. He doubted a flighty Pegasus would fair any better.

Ephraim, in a fit of irritation, dug at the constricting collar of his tunic. A button popped off in his hand, and he hurled it over the side of the balcony. It disappeared into the night.

“Feel better?”

Ephraim shot a glance over his shoulder. Innes, crown Prince of Frelia, strode out onto the balcony. His silver and storm blue finery, dazzled in the moonlight as he approached the King of Renais. The Prince was always stunning, in a painfully aggravating way. Even when he was caked in blood and worn from the despair of battle.

Innes joined him at the balustrade, a glass of wine in one hand. He took a sip, and eyed the rumpled and undone collar of Ephraim’s tunic. The King could feel the Prince’s sharp eyes as they traced the line of his throat down to the barest tease of a collar bone. Ephraim shivered, hoping Innes assumed it was due to the chill night.

Those sharp steel eyes cut back to Ephraim’s face, pinning him with a stare. “Should I leave you? So you may continue disrobing on our balcony?”

“Shove off,” Ephraim returned to leaning on the railing. “The ball was stuffy, and I hate this frivolous formal attire. I felt like I couldn’t breath.”

“Perhaps it wouldn’t have been so stuffy if you didn’t spend so much of it indulging my sister and her inane friends.”

“I wasn’t indulging her,” Ephraim seethed, reminded of the reason he escaped to this balcony to begin with. “I couldn’t get away from her.”

Innes scoffed, waving his glass in Ephraim’s direction. “It’s not as if you tried very hard. Prancing around the dance floor like a stallion in rut. Always the center of attention, the ladies fawning over you like swooning mares.”

Ephraim angrily swatted the glass of wine from Innes’ hand, and sent it crashing into the balustrade and over the edge.

“How very barbaric of you,” Innes shook his accosted hand and stared down the King of Renais.

“By the Stones, you insensitive prick! Innes, would it kill you to be humane for five minutes?” Ephraim threw his gloved hand in the general direction of the party. “King Hayden approached me to arrange a marriage.”

The haughty contempt finally melted, and Innes’ eyes narrowed. “Whose?”

“Whom do you think? Your sister to me.”

Even in the low light Ephraim could detect the hint of panic that welled behind Innes’ eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous, you don’t even like her.”

“I don’t think it matters what I like. Your father wants to maintain strong relations between our Kingdoms, the Renais council has been hounding me to marry since I took the throne, and it’s not like I have any better proposals on the table.”

“You sniveling coward.”

Ephraim recoiled, “Excuse me!?”

Innes stepped forward, jabbing two fingers into Ephraim’s chest. “Did Fomortiis castrate you in the final battle? Since when did Ephraim de Renais submit and roll over to the whims of lesser nobles?

“Your father…” Ephraim stepped back and his lower back hit the balustrade railing.

“My father has no power over you,” Innes closed the distance between them, getting right up in Ephraim’s face. “Tell him no.”

“And what?” Ephraim placed a hand on the rail for stability. “Risk crumbling relations between our Kingdoms? What of my people, Innes?”

“Father wouldn’t dare go to war with you and I am crown Prince!” Innes hissed. They were so close that the discrepancy in their heights had become apparent. If not for the Prince’s ungodly high heels he would have been on his tip toes trying to crowd Ephraim. He still had to tilt his head just a bit to look up at him.

“You being heir to the Frelian throne instills no comfort in me!”

“Why?” Innes cocked his head, sneering. “Scared? Does the thought of me make you quake in your boots, your majesty?”

Gods, could Innes get under his skin in the worst way. The man was fire and steel, cutting Ephraim with a tongue that set his blood alight. “All you’ve ever done is pick fights with me! I���d swear you hate me, the way you act.”

Innes took a fistful of Ephraim’s rumpled collar, demanding the taller man’s attention. “Sometimes…I do hate you, Ephraim. Every time I see you, I’m overcome with the primitive desire to destroy you, to bring you to your knees and make you quiver beneath my heel.”

Ephraim’s breath caught in his throat, heartbeat thundering in his ears. He seized Prince Innes’ wrist pushing against his hold. “Exactly my point! At least if I married your sister it would muzzle your raging ego enough to prevent the collapse of our alliance.”

“You will not marry, Tana.”

“Why?” Ephraim sneered back. “Why is this so important to you?! Is it so detestable to see your sister wed your rival?” He wanted to get under Innes’ skin the way the man crawled under his.

“You,” Innes snarled, “are my rival.” The “my” made Ephraim’s stomach clench. Innes buried his other fist in Ephraim’s mantle, using the fabric to drag the King closer to his level, nearly nose to nose. His gaze as piercing as the arrows he fired from his bow. Those steel eyes tore through Ephraim with ease, sinking past his defenses to render him useless. “She. cannot. have. you.”

Then he surged up on his toes and pressed his lips to Ephraim’s.

Ephraim made a choking noise, his heart striking his ribcage painfully. His weight shifted back against the balustrade again, and he had to put a hand back to steady himself. His other hand tightened its grip on Innes’ wrist.

To push him away? …Or to keep him close?

The kiss was as forceful and abrasive as Innes was. Ephraim swore his lips would bruise the way the prince assaulted his mouth.

Innes, honest to gods, growled against Ephraim’s mouth. He nudged Ephraim’s already buckling knees apart, forcing himself between his thighs as the King of Renais shuddered against the stone railing. It was a miracle Ephraim didn’t melt and topple over the side.

Innes’ lips dragged over Ephraim’s as he whispered into his wanting mouth. “Concede.”

Concede. A dazed Ephraim assessed the Prince beneath hooded eyes.

It was one word spoken between them many many times, but never in this sort of context. It was a taunt, an expression of superiority and triumph. Both of them spouting the word whenever they dominated the other in competition.

Concede. He could feel Innes’ breath against his bottom lip.

An ember of indignation swelled to an inferno within his chest.

Ephraim drew himself up, so Innes was no longer towering above him. His hand left the railing, seized a fistful of the Prince’s celadon hair and crushed their lips together again. The kiss was no less bruising, but this time it was all teeth.

Innes made a noise somewhere between a keen and a hiss, and Ephraim swallowed it.

Ephraim tilted his head, slotting his mouth against the Prince’s, nipping tender lips until their teeth clacked. His other hand released Innes’ wrist to curl around his neck instead. Gloved fingers cradling the back, while his thumb put pressure on his throat.

This time it was a ragged breath that escaped the man, blowing through his nose.

Innes clawed at Ephraim’s chest, nails popping another button off his tunic, only to rake savagely over the King’s collar bone. The slight pain sent electrified pleasure straight to Ephraim’s groin.

The brief upper hand was short lived, as Innes was fighting him again. The Frelian Prince pressed into the kiss with equal fervor, mouth parting to bite Ephraim’s intrusive tongue.

Ephraim had to swallow a yip when Innes’ oddly sharp canine drew blood.

Innes, already pressed between the King’s thighs, jerked his hips into Ephraim’s hardening arousal. The friction pulled a throaty groan from Ephraim and he panted against Innes’ lips.

The railing dug into his lower back again, a show of support as much as it was a mark of weakness. The King tightened his grip on Innes’ throat, his other hand releasing his hair to trail over his shoulders and down his back.

Ephraim took hold of Innes’ backside hard enough to elicit a moan, which he swallowed along with the Prince’s tongue. He tasted of copper and heat. Heady and sharp in a way that drove Ephraim feral. He clutched Innes against him, hips rocking forward, dragging the shorter man onto his toes.

Innes clawed even harder at the King’s front and neck. No doubt marring his skin with ugly red lines. He tore the front of Ephraim’s shirt apart, exposing his chest.

The cold night air bit Ephraim’s exposed skin in perfect contrast to Innes’ burning touch.

Both men broke their kissing to pant raggedly against the other’s jaw.

Ephraim wasn’t sure what prompted him to look up, past the Prince’s shoulder. Had it been a footfall? The rustle of heavy fabric? A soft gasp?

His cerulean eyes met the dark eyes of the Frelian Princess as she backed against the heavy drapes covering the balcony’s entrance. Tana reached blindly for the heavy drapery, an expression of shock and betrayal drawing her usually sweet features.

Any words—excuses—Ephraim might have mustered died in his throat when Innes—oblivious to the situation—reached up and sucked the King’s ear between his lips and teeth.

“H-aah…” Ephraim whimpered. His hold on the Prince involuntarily tightened, and he screwed his eyes shut against the look of Tana’s face.

When next he opened them, she was gone.

-0000-

Please let me know if you liked! I tried my very hardest to make this hot and spicy. I really wanted to capture the intensity between these two.

Thanks for the kiss prompt!!

[goodnightmemes]

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON SEASON ONE SENTENCE STARTERS

❛ I'd rather serve as a knight and ride to battle and glory. ❜

❛ We have royal wombs, you and I. The childbed is our battlefield. ❜

❛ I want to fly with you on dragonback, see the great wonders across the Narrow Sea, and eat only cake. ❜

❛ We must either act now or leave it with the gods. ❜

❛ The gods have yet to make a man who lacks the patience for absolute power. ❜

❛ I have only ever defended you! Yet everything I've given you, you've thrown back in my face. ❜

❛ To elude a storm, you can either sail into it, or around it. But you must never await its coming. ❜

❛ We should be free to speak our minds to one another. ❜

❛ I imagine even dragons get lonely. ❜

❛ I understand the order of things. I'm not sure you do. ❜

❛ If you mean to elicit some anger from me, you should know that you're failing. ❜

❛ Men would sooner put the realm to the torch than see a woman ascend the Iron Throne. ❜

❛ I'm right here, the object of your ire. ❜

❛ Do it. And be done with all this bother. ❜

❛ Proud men don't like having to look up. ❜

❛ Our worth is not given. It must be made. ❜

❛ None of it needs be this way in truth. ❜

❛ The boars squeal like children when they're being slaughtered. I find it discomforting. ❜

❛ Even I do not exist above tradition and duty! ❜

❛ How lucky you are to have a say in your own life. ❜

❛ All that I have, I owe to you. ❜

❛ Well, if you truly believe that, my dear... then you possess a generous spirit. ❜

❛ I was trying to help you. Will you not be helped? Why must every effort on your behalf be resisted - as if to the death? ❜

❛ You wear a crown. Do you also call yourself "King"? ❜

❛ How romantic it must be to get imprisoned in a castle and made to squeeze out heirs. ❜

❛ Though I do suppose you seem changed by your adventures. More mature, perhaps. ❜

❛ Marriage is only a political arrangement. Once you are wed, you can do as you like. ❜

❛ You can not live your life in fear, or you will forsake the best parts of it. ❜

❛ I have no desire to live in fear. Only solitude. ❜

❛ This is a vile accusation. ❜

❛ I have spent a lifetime defending you. But your heart is even blacker than I thought. ❜

❛ You said I could have anything. I want [name]. I'll take her as she is. ❜

❛ When one is never invited to speak, one learns instead to observe. ❜

❛ It's long past time our houses were united in blood. ❜

❛ Let us leave it all behind and see the world together... where we'll be nameless, and free... free to go where we like, to love as we like. ❜

❛ What will they say of me when the histories are written? ❜

❛ I deserve some say in the affairs of my own family. ❜

❛ Your obsession with those beasts goes beyond understanding. ❜

❛ The consequences of an allegation like the one you toy at would be dire. ❜

❛ Have I lost my sanity? Do my senses lead me astray? Or is everyone else asleep, dreaming the same woolly dream? ❜

❛ You have your honor and I have mine. ❜

❛ Dark rumors are hunting us. They nip at our heels. ❜

❛ The wise sailor flees the storm as it gathers. ❜

❛ How sweetly the fox speaks when it's been cornered by the hounds. ❜

❛ You may do as you wish, when I am cold in my grave. ❜

❛ You may know what is the right thing to be done, but love stays the hand. ❜

❛ No matter how fat the leech grows, it always wants for another meal. ❜

❛ Mayhaps the gods have scorned us for our insatiable pride. ❜

❛ What is this brief mortal life if not the pursuit of legacy? ❜

❛ Each of us is capable of depravity. And more than you would believe. ❜

❛ I will have the truth of what happened. ❜

❛ This interminable infighting must cease! All of you! We are family! ❜

❛ There is a debt to be paid. ❜

❛ What have I done but what was expected of me? ❜

❛ Exhausting, wasn't it? Hiding beneath the cloak of your own righteousness. But now they see you as you are. ❜

❛ We play an ugly game. And now, for the first time, I see that you have the determination to win it. ❜

❛ You and I are made of fire. We have always been meant to burn together. ❜

❛ They will fear what else we might be capable of. ❜

❛ And while I should like your support, I do not need it. ❜

❛ I would say it's nice to be home, but I scarcely recognize it. ❜

❛ I've done everything you've asked me to, and I try so hard, but it will never be enough for you. ❜

❛ Hold your nerve. What we do, we do for the good of the realm. ❜

❛ I must confess a certain uneasiness now this is at hand. ❜

❛ A generous offer. Or a desperate one. ❜

❛ But tonight I wish you to see me as I am. ❜

❛ Let us no longer hold ill feelings in our hearts. ❜

❛ It is you. You are the one. You must do this. ❜

❛ His last words to me and I was the only one to hear it. And now he's dead. ❜

❛ I recognize no authority but the King's. And until there is one... I have no place here. ❜

❛ It is our fate, I think, to crave always what is given to another. If one possesses a thing, the other will take it away. ❜

❛ I will do you the considerable courtesy of assuming there is a good reason for the outrage of my treatment here this morning. ❜

❛ You are wiser than I believed you to be. ❜

❛ You desire not to be free, but to make a window in the wall of your prison. ❜

❛ There is no power but what the people allow you to take. ❜

❛ Our hearts were never one. I see that now. ❜

❛ No king has ever lived that hasn't had to forfeit the lives of a few to protect the many. ❜

❛ Reluctance to murder is not a weakness! ❜

❛ We don't choose our destiny. It chooses us. ❜

❛ Whatever claim remains to me, you are now its heir. ❜

❛ Naught is to be done but by my command. ❜

❛ Come with me. I'll show you the true meaning of loyalty. ❜

❛ If you choose treachery, if you swear fealty now only to later turn your cloaks… know that you will die screaming. ❜

❛ Let's end this mummer's farce. ❜

❛ I do not wish to rule over a kingdom of ash and bone. ❜

❛ Dreams didn't make us kings. Dragons did. ❜

❛ You abandoned me... when I most needed you. ❜

❛ Hope is the fool's ally. ❜

❛ I will not fight you. I came as a messenger, not a warrior. ❜

[angelp-official]

I don't play CRK anymore but whatever tf happened to chasing a cake hound for a stolen crown? It suddenly turned into fighting literal gods themselves?? What???

[kotymeaw]

This is more of a character study/headcanon/theory, but I think you might want to hear it.

So, you know how everyone calls White Lily/Dark Enchantress the reflection of GingerBrave? Most of the time they don't go past the argument of GingerBrave=Good & DE=Bad.

GingerBrave could've easily become just like Dark Enchantress if not worse because he lost most of his family including his OWN BROTHER to the Witch.

Also, the cake hound crown may have both good/evil properties because the CoD wanted it.

YES. THIS. A DARK REFLECTION ISNT JUST AN ANTAGONIST VERSUS A PROTAGONIST. ITS WHEN THE PROTAGONIST COULD BE THE ANTAGONIST AND VICE VERSA

Like simba and scar!

[feverinfeveroutfic]

the skeleton key | chapter four: smoke and mirrors

My eyes never left him as Marcy and I were seated right there before the edge of the stage. He towered before us with his guitar pressed up against his body and the light directed onto the crown of his head. I could scarcely take my eyes off the roots of his gray streak in all their pure whiteness: something told me that he had had a head of thick, full curly black hair when he was younger, and there was a big part of me that wanted to see him at that age. In fact, the more that he went on with it, the more that I wanted to see him with such long beautiful black curls.

I had my eyes on Alex the whole entire time but I also paid close attention to the bassist, Stu Hamm, with his long blond curls and starry tattoos all around his arms and hands. I couldn’t afford to look away from either of them; where I had been drawn in from the back of the room to the front of the stage, I soon found myself leaning forward as if to give them my full attention.

I thought about making a batch of cupcakes covered in stars like Stu’s tattoos as well as black and white ones like Alex’s hair. I then thought about adding a little bit of alcohol to those cupcakes as well, some wine with Alex’s cakes and some scotch with Stu’s starry-eyed cakes.

A couple of booze hounds and maybe a little romp in the hay and I could have them both around my little finger at the same time.

I then fluttered my eyelashes at that. It had been so long since I had thought anything like that, and I thought they had gone away a long time ago. The way I wanted anyone all to myself and the way that I often had difficulty in really bringing it into words, and yet when I watched those two men, I couldn’t resist the feeling. I wanted Alex especially, and I wanted him all to myself as well.

And in fact, once I thought it, the more I kept on thinking about it. I wanted Alex so much right then, such that it made my face grow warm from the mere sensation.

I leaned back in the chair and rested my hand on my knee. My chest rose and fell as if I had just run a marathon prior to then. All the while, I paid very little attention to the voices behind me.

When Alex switched guitars and Stu plugged in a new bass, I turned to find Marcy mingling with a guy. A heavier gentleman with long jet-black hair down past his shoulders and a face as round as the full moon, and he looked about as soft and round as a big teddy bear.

“Hi,” he greeted her.

“Hi,” Marcy returned the favor, complete with a little grin towards him. My heart fluttered at the sight of them there, and I had a feeling that I was going to have to bake them something as well soon enough. It was a fleeting feeling, but something that hit me once I thought it, however.

“I’m Eric,” he told her with a slight shake to his head: his black hair seemed to have an extra sheen to it when he did that.

“I’m Marcy. Everyone calls me Marcy Playground.”

“Marcy Playground. Sounds like hell of a good time.” For a second, I thought he flashed her a wink, but then again, it may have just been my own imagination. But Marcy inched closer to him as if to flirt with him some more, and I knew for a fact that I was going to have to make them something at some point. It was going to be my year of baking, without question, but now I had a bit of a direction.

I returned my attention to the stage, right as Alex lifted his head and showed off the center of his throat to all of us. He ran his fingers through his hair once more, that time to hold his hair back off the nape of his neck for a moment though it wasn’t very warm in there; and it was right then I caught the sight of his ears, little elf ears in junction with his soft round handsome face. Between his gorgeous neck and the way his shirt hugged his body, I could picture myself kissing him and loving every inch of his body. I wanted him so badly that I knew in my heart it was going to drive me crazy if I didn’t act on it all.

Those two men jammed for what felt like a few minutes, but when I glanced to the back of the room in search of the clock, I was stunned to find that it had been three hours. Indeed, when I returned my attention to Alex, he nudged his coarse black hair back and I spotted a sheen of moisture plastered on the side of his neck. Not a bead of sweat to be found, but I could tell that he had been at work all night long. If anything, Stu Hamm was the one who give up the sweat.

There was something so visceral about the whole show that I couldn’t help but let my mind wander.

They received a standing ovation as well; I glanced behind me to find Marcy and Eric with their hands over their heads as if they had just walked into a party. It was a party, perhaps more so than the Metal Allegiance show the night before.

When Alex and Stu ducked back behind the stage, I turned to Marcy who was being led by Eric towards the side of the room right behind us.

“Come on, Al!” she called after me over the wall of noise around us,

I followed them towards the edge of the room and a hallway which led to the backstage area. I was greeted by a loud whirring in my ears, which was then followed by the combination of wine and cleaners, and I knew that were looking at a nice little room behind the main stage.

Eric nudged a long black velvet curtain out of our way, and we were met with a cozy, warmly lit room with a pair of tables, a big comfy looking black suede couch, and Alex with a glass of wine in one hand and a dazed look on his face. He ran his fingers through his hair, and I was met with a white flash that were the roots of his gray streak. He showed us a little smile, followed by a nod of his head.

I ducked over to him to which he treated me to another glass of red wine.

“Thank you,” I said to him, to which he coaxed me over to the far side of the couch. “Where’d you put the rugelach?”

“They’re in a safe place,” he assured me as we sat down in unison. I peered back over my shoulder to find Marcy and Eric chatting it up about something; Stu was nowhere to be seen.

“Stu went out a little bit ago,” Alex explained with a gesture to the other side of the room. “He really wants to meet you.”

“Well, I really want to meet him,” I retorted to him, and he cracked me a smile at that. He sipped on his wine all while he kept his gaze locked onto me. Those eyes were so deep and hypnotic that I couldn’t bear to look away from him. He then showed me his tongue and his lips resembled to the ripest of fruit off the vine. I could see it on his face, the fact that he had been loosened up a great deal and he needed to relax for the rest of the night.

“Penny for your thoughts?” I asked him in a low voice. He licked his lips again, that time at a slower, more deliberate pace. How I wished to know what was going through his mind as he held the glass of wine close to his lips once again as if to take a sip.

“Nah, just thinking about what Queen records I want to play for you,” he quipped, to which I giggled at that.

“Some Queen and some Cure, too?” I asked him.

“The Cure! Man, I haven’t heard anything from them in eons, it feels like. Maybe that’s why you’re so warm—it’s all from the nostalgia.”

“When you’re baking, you’re going to develop a sense of nostalgia,” I explained to him as I sipped on the wine.

“I… absolutely love your warmth,” he said in a low enough voice so I could hear him over the two of them chattering behind us like a couple of birds. “You’re very warm, like how a baker should be.” He flexed his fingers at my chest as if he wanted to grasp at my breasts, but he never did touch me with his fingertips. I could feel it in him, the way that he could feel about these sorts of things. We had just met but the feeling could not have been more obvious to me.

“I’m that way because it’s how I bring it all out of my heart,” I explained to him. “Sometimes there are feelings that I can’t explain with either art or anything else.”

He cocked his head to the side at the sound of that.

“You’re the second girl I’ve met with a skeleton in your closet,” he told me.

“The second? Who’s the first?” I showed him an unsure grin.

He then pursed his lips, and his face fell at that. I leaned in closer to him, such that I could smell the wine on his lips. Where he had that spark of excitement in his eyes, it went away about as quickly as it came about. His eyes pointed off to the side and I couldn’t help but inch closer to him, and more so as he held the wine glass down to his lap once again.

“There is seriously something that’s hurting you right now,” I remarked.

“I’m dry as a bone,” he whispered to me with a slight turn of his head towards me.

“What do you mean, dry as a bone?” I chuckled at that.

“Dry… as a bone… I’m feeling thirsty.” He showed me his tongue like the venomous snake that lingered in the back of his mind. The smell of the grapes as well as his cologne was intoxicating; the way that he nudged a lock of hair behind my ear and moved his chest out towards me. I knew what he was thinking right then.

“Do you feel my love,” he whispered to me.

“Always,” I whispered back to him. He held closer to my face as if he was about to kiss me, but he never did.

“The blood runs cold through your heart and into the void within,” I breathed out to him, and he pursed his lips together again. He wanted to do it.

And in fact, I wanted him to do it.

“You’re desperate,” I said. “Something inside of you aches and it’s just making you so desperate.”

Alex ran his fingers through his coarse black hair and gazed back into my face. He shifted his weight and clutched at the belt loops of his jeans as if he was trying to test the fitting of them, even as he stayed seated in the spot next to me. Marcy burst out laughing at something, which in turn left me startled. I returned my attention to Alex right as he downed some more of his wine. He then set the glass down on the little coffee table before us.

“I need to go,” he confessed.

“Wait, where are you going?” I demanded.

“I have to get a move-on up to Seattle,” he quipped. “I have to get moving and I have to get an early start.”

“Alex, wait—” I sputtered out to him. He pursed his lips and held still before me with his shoulders hunched up a bit as if he had just had his feathers ruffled. I held onto his one shoulder by the crest to him steady. “Please. Tell me. Tell me what it is that’s haunting you so much and so deeply.”

“I’m getting older and it feels like the days keep going by so quickly,” he stammered out. “You know how when you’re a kid and it feels like everything is so slow and big. I miss that so much. I’m in my mid-fifties now and it feels like time just keeps on slipping away through my fingers.”

I never let go of his shoulder, and I knew he was in need of some kind of release. Even though he was in the heart of his fifth decade of life, he never struck me as being that old. If anything, something about his eyes and the way his skin seemed so clear and smooth as if he had just washed it struck me as ancient. He was as old as time itself.

“To think that you think you’re so old,” I chuckled, and he slumped his shoulders, and he rested his free hand in his lap.

“It’s funny because… now that I talk about it aloud I actually don’t feel that old,” he confessed in a single breath. “Maybe that’s what happens when time flies by.” He lowered his gaze down to the floor below us.

“Tell me what it is that you want,” I whispered to him. He turned his attention to me again, that time with a hooded look to his eyes.

“I need you to come with me,” he beseeched to me. “Not want, but need. I want and need you to come with me. Come with us. Come with us all along the West Coast here.”

“Alex, I have to think about it first,” I told him.

“Give it time but also don’t,” he advised me. “Unless you want me to rap for you reasons why you should come along.”

“A rock n roll guy who knows how to rap?” I laughed.

“Yeah! And…” He cleared his throat. “I can be very convincing, too. If you don’t take it, I could find a way inside of you.”

I sipped on my glass of wine, and all the while I kept my gaze fixed on him.

“Come with us,” he begged to me again. “Come with me on my tour.”

“Is there a catch?” I asked him.

He opened his mouth to say something when he was interrupted by Eric and Marcy right behind us. I was definitely going to have to think about, though, especially since it came about on such short notice. I truly loved Alex’s love of classic rock and old hip hop music when I thought about it. If I said yes, I was looking at an adventure that could change my life for the better.

I also wondered about Jerry and if he had any plans as well.

One thing was for certain and that was the fact that I had to be a nomad. I had a feeling I was going to have to go places anyway.

[cookierunkingdomoffical]

gingerbrave doesnt deserve happiness, he deserves the crown that the cake hound stole from him >:(

why not both

[pure-vanilla-lilies]

ATTENTION

Someone spoke up about Devsisters being frauds, and I just checked today, and they're now BANNED!!!

Here's the message. People are speaking up, then being silenced because they're being accused of fraud and are trying to cover it up:

"When I first started playing cookie run it was a 10/10 game. Beautiful graphics, amazing storyline, balanced progression with some challenging levels. A very well done and thought out game where you could progress smoothly without paying a dime. It is still a very pretty game, and the voice acting is pretty good, but there are some serious issues about this game and the people who make it.

In the past few months cookie run kingdom has been steadily going down hill. It’s super duper laggy, and the game crashes every five minutes. Your phone is burnt alive, and the storage it takes up is ridiculous. All of the events seem useless money making schemes that don’t add to the og story (which was never finished by the way- we still haven't gotten the cake hound with the crown ending). Each event has more and more things to buy, and you don’t even get full value for your $.

This happened to my friend: my friend bought a gold pass thing that came with a building that was advertised to give magic cookie cutters every HOUR. It specifically said that on the advertisement. However, when they bought it, it produced cookie cutters every 24hrs. The worst part is, for other people it was working just fine and then switched to 24hrs so they wouldn’t notice the change. My friend came here to ask abt it, and instead of helping them (and others who experienced the SAME SCAM), apologizing, fixing it, talking about it, they were met with radio silence. My friend was very vocal about this, as it was clearly fraud, and they wanted this to be made right. They were banned from the discord. I’m not saying what they said to Devsis was right, but if a person brings something as serious as fraud in your game to your attention, and then u ban them (as well as delete their messages that brought up the fraud), that looks pretty suspicious.

I don’t even know if this is going to stay up or not because I am calling Devsis out on their underhanded business. Please be careful out there."

- uxgotxghosted on Discord

Please please please spread, as not many people are aware of this.

Jesus Christ

[vaicomcas]

Excerpt from Jorge Luis Borges' 1957 book "The Book of Imaginary Beings", "Cerberus"

.... Hesiod's Theogony gives Cerberus fifty heads; for the greater convenience of the plastic arts, this number has been reduced, and now it is common knowledge that Cerberus had three heads. Virgil mentions the creature's three gullets; Ovid, its triple bark; Butler compares the three crowns of the diadem worn by the Pope, who is Heaven's doorman, with the three heads of the dog who stands at the gates of Hell. Dante gives the creature certain human characteristics that make its hellishness even more terrible: "his eyeballs glare a bloodshot crimson, and his bearded jowls are greasy and black; pot-bellied, talon-heeled, he clutches and flays and rips and rends the souls. They howl in the rain like hounds". The beast bites, barks, and shows its fangs "a-gloat". ... According to the most ancient texts, those who enter Hell are greeted by Cerberus with its tail (which is a serpent), while the creature's three heads devour those who try to leave. A later tradition has it bite those who arrive; in order to pacify the beast, it was customary to put a honey cake into the dead man's casket. In Scandinavian mythology, a bloody dog named Gamr guards the house of the dead and will battle the gods when the wolves of hell devour the moon and the sun. Some give this dog four eyes; the dogs of Yama, the Brahmin god of death, also has four eyes. Brahmanism and Buddhism offer hells filled with dogs which, like the Dantean Cerberus, are torturers of the souls of the dead.

Illustration by Peter Sis, translated by Andrew Hurley

@juliet-hellhound-week Juliet may dispute some of this...

[queen-rainy-love]

The Crown Wedding Part 1

You know what...This will be coming out on my birthday and I want to give you guys a little gift. That's right! I'm giving you guys an Arc!

Ladies, gentlemen, and comrades! Welcome to the Crown Wedding!

*The scene is set at the airdocks in the Cookie Kingdom early in the morning. It was seven days before the wedding of Espresso and Madeleine. Standing next to the dock, Red Velvet, Clover, Knight, Pastry, Princess, Capsaicin, and Pond Dino. Their suitcases were being loaded by the Sugar Gnomes. And Red Velvet was getting slightly nervous, staring at the ocean, while everyone was slightly tired.*

Capsaicin: Witches...*yawn* Why are we this early? The airships can reach the Vanilla Kingdom in two to three hours.

Clover: *yawns* We have to get there early to beat the rainstorm coming later.

Princess: And there are still some things to finish before the big day.

Pastry: Don't forget, *picks up Pond Dino* we don't know if Pond Dino can handle flying.

Knight: There's also meeting the whole family. Witches, I'm nervous about Dark Enchantress and Matcha coming to this.

Pastry: I'm sure Lady White Lily and King Pure Vanilla have a plan to keep them from causing trouble. *Looks at Red Velvet* Velvet?

Red Velvet: *absentminded* Yeah.

Capsaicin: Pops? Are you good?

Red Velvet: *absentminded* Yeah.

Clover: The Cake Hounds are starting a revolution. Planning to overthrow you.

Red Velvet: *absentminded* Yeah.

Princess: Is...is he okay?

Knight: Not really? What's he stressed about?

Clover: Well, between telling mom and dad about his new kids, and dark mom and dark aunt coming to the wedding, and *briefly looks at Pastry* some other things, I think he's overstressed.

Princess: Will he be okay when we get to the Vanilla Kingdom?

Clover:...*looks at Red Velvet*...yeah he should be fine. It's at most a three hours flight. He'll sleep off the stress.

Pilot: *yelling from the airship* Airship to the Vanilla Kingdom is ready to be boarded!

Knight: That's us. Let's get going. *holds Princess's hand* Godly we need strength.

*Knight and Princess board the ship, followed by Clover and Capsaicin. Only Red Velvet, Pastry, and Pond Dino didn't move. Red Velvet was still looking toward the ocean. Pastry walked over to him and placed her hand in his Cake hand. This startled Red Velvet for a second before he relaxed and turned his attention to Pastry.*

Pastry: Are you alright?

Red Velvet: *takes a deep breath* Yeah...Just a lot of things going through my head.

Pond Dino: Da! *reaches out to Red Velvet*

*Red Velvet smiles and gently takes Pond Dino in his arms. Then all three boarded the ship. Inside, Knight, Princess, Capsaicin, and Clover were already sitting down.*

Knight: About time. Are you okay Red Velvet?

Red Velvet: Yeah. Just...nervous about this week.

Knight: It'll be fine. I'm sure Madeleine and Espresso have everything planned out. *looks at Red Velvet with a smirk* Too bad B.A.D. 4 couldn't come.

*Red Velvet snapped his head over at Knight with a glare.*

Capsaicin: *smiles and nearly falls out of his seat* Really?! They were going to come!?

Knight: Yeah, but HellHound couldn't make it. So the band couldn't go.

Capsaicin: Aww. It would have been great to see them again, especially HellHound.

Clover: I'm sure you'll be able to one day. *looks over at Red Velvet*

Red Velvet: *leans his head on Pastry's shoulder* (Please just let this week be painless. Just for the week. And I hope I can get my plan ready after the wedding.)

[sugarcreambiteskingdom]

Ok so here is Hazelnut Cookie, Dew Pop Cookie and Cream Oreo Cookie's Backstory....

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Cream Oreo Cookie

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??? Cookie: Hello? Hello? Are you okay Mister or Miss?

They asked as they used there staff to poke the unconscious Cookie who slowly moved and opens it's eyes...

They slowly sat up and rubbed the back of there head as they groaned

??? Cookie: Wh-who...?

wh-where...?

Where am I...?

They asked as they looked at there surroundings

And who are you?

They asked in a confuse way as they then look at the short little...Cookie?

No...

That's not right...?

Right?

Custard Cookie |||: Hello my fellow Cookie!

My name is Custard Cookie |||!

And who might you be?

??? Cookie: Oh! I-I uhm...I...

They looked around trying to come up with a name...

Why can't they remember there own name?

Also did he just said "Cookie?"

??? Cookie: My name is...uh...

They then got a glanced of there hair and there clothes...

They look like an edible Cookies and Cream Flavored Ice Cream...

Oh! That's it!

Cream Oreo Cookie: My name is...Cream... Oreo...Cookie..!

Y-yeah that's it!

Cream Oreo Cookie

She giggled nervously

Custard Cookie |||: What a Wonderful name for a wonderful Young Lady!

If I may ask...

Why are you sleeping in the middle of nowhere in the forest?

Cream Oreo Cookie: I could ask you the same thing

Custard Cookie |||: Well I'm on a quest to build my own kingdom!

For you see I am royalty because only royalties and the nobles of noble have the name "The Third" in it

Cream Oreo Cookie: That's not how..

Actually, Nevermind

I don't wanna ask

And also aren't you way too young to go alone?

Custard Cookie |||: No comment but What about you?

What are you doing here in the forest alone?

He asked with his head tilted a bit to the left

Cream Oreo Cookie: Since you don't wanna answer m first question then I will also have No Comment on this question of yours CC

She crosses her arms

Custard Cookie |||: Okay that's fair

Also I'm fine with any nicknames but...can you put "The Third" there?

Cream Oreo Cookie: No

She answered as she stood up and put her hands in her Jacket's Pockets

Custard Cookie |||: Okay Fine, But anyways

Wanna come along with me to this quest of mine?

My fellow servant!

He asked with enthusiasm with his staff pointed up high to the sky

Cream Oreo Cookie: Sure but please don't call me that-

Custard Cookie |||: Haza! Come now Fellow Servant!

Let's go find a place to put my newly Kingdom!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Whatever...

She sighs following the young Cookie

Custard Cookie |||: That's great! Now onwards!

2 weeks later...

Custard Cookie |||: Shoo! Shoo! Go away! Skedaddle!

He shouted trying to make the little cake creature leave him and Cream Oreo Cookie alone who only watched in amusement with her arms crossed

Cream Oreo Cookie: Heh, They like the way you taste CC

I bet there going to turn you into Jelly Meat

She chuckled

Custard Cookie |||: How DARE you! I'm no food!

He shouted after finally making them leave

Suddenly...

A new Cake Monster emerge and they happened to have a crown on there head

Custard Cookie |||: Whoah!

A cake puppy!

And your wearing a crown!

Wait-

Don't tell me!

ARE YOU LIKE, ROYAL???

ARE YOU NOBLE JUST LIKE ME?!

This peaked Cream Oreo Cookie's interest as she went to her knees to try and pet the said Cake Puppy

For some reason...

Petting the little Cake Puppy familiar to her...

Cream Oreo Cookie: I think there just a normal Cake Puppy, CC

The Cake Puppy then jumped on him and started licking him which made Cream Oreo Cookie a bit jealous

Custard Cookie |||: He he he! Stop! Seriously!

THAT TICKLES!

He continues to laugh

But then they started to bite

Custard Cookie |||: Ha ha ha! YOWCH! No biting! Ha ha!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Oh don't worry CC

It's just playful biting

She said petting the cake puppy and was also getting licked by which made her giggle...

This feeling was so...familiar to her...

Why is that?

??? Cookie: The Cake Hound!

There it is!

A Cookie suddenly shouted from behind the two

Because of that the Cake Puppy or well Cake Hound

Ran

Custard Cookie |||: Oh, Cute Puppy !

Where are you going!

He started chasing after them

Cream Oreo Cookie: CC!

Ugh, Wait!

Don't follow them!

Your going to get lost!

She run and immediately grabbed his arm before he gets away and follow the Cake Hound through the thick forest and get lost

Custard Cookie |||: Aww...

He said sadly

??? Cookie: Escaped Again...

She sighed

??? Cookie: Ahem...please?

Custard Cookie ||| then got his attention towards the new Cookie and immediately forgotten the Cake Hound they encountered

Custard Cookie |||: O-ho! Ha ha!

Greetings, my faithful and-

VERY handsome and VERY cute Cookies!

It's so wonderful to meet you!

He stood his right foot up on a small tree stomp while the other is on a small piece of log half buried onto the ground

I am Custard Cookie The Third!

"The Third" by the way being extremely important, and super-cool

A certain Cookie pretends to cough and spat out

Cream Oreo Cookie: Not really

Before coughing again

He ignores her

Custard Cookie |||: IS IT NOT NOBLE?

IT'S BECAUSE I'M NOBLE!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Nope

She coughs again

He ignores her again

Custard Cookie |||: Yup, yours truly is from a long, long line of amazingly NOTABLE NOBLES!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Doubt it

She yet again pretended to cough again

Custard Cookie |||: OH JUST HUSH YOU!

He shouted finally being fed up with her shenanigans and sighs

Anyways...

I'm searching for land to build my future kingdom on!

These lands look positively, possibly perfect!!

And as YOUR king, I will rule JUST and FAIR-

Don't forget I'm "The Third", k?

It's very important!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Nope-

Custard Cookie |||: CREAM OREO COOKIE!

She chuckled

??? Cookie: Wow! At last, we'll have ourselves a real KING!

??? Cookie: Er-What? But-

I can't believe what your saying...!?

??? Cookie: Aw Wizard Cookie...

He can't handle the great news!

What a sweetheart.

Wizard Cookie: No, No, No!!! It's just- I'm- HUNGRY.

That's it.

Yeah.

??? Cookie: Same here actually...

??? Cookie: That's right...

We haven't eaten since the whole witch thing!

That was pretty bad...

Cream Oreo Cookie's POV: Witch...?

Why does that word...

Sound so familiar...?

Sugar Gnome: Have a Star Jelly Good Cookies!

Not only sweet, but also highly nutritious!

Doo-ba-dup!

??? Cookie: Don't mind if I do!

Gingerbrave: Oh and Uh...

By the way

My name is Gingerbrave and Over here is my Sister Gingerbright, Her Girlfriend Strawberry Cookie and My Boyfriend Wizard Cookie

Wizard Cookie: Hello yes, yes..

Strawberry Cookie: It's nice to meet you two

Gingerbright Cookie: We're glad to have you guys on board!

Cream Oreo Cookie: Yeah...Cool...

She said a bit skeptical about the word "Witch" and to where this 4 Cookie's came from...

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Hazelnut Cookie

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??? Cookie POV: Everything.. hurts...

Ugh....

What happened...?

Where am I...?

???? Cookie(1): Your Majesty! Don't come near them!

They might be a stray beast ready to attack!

???? Cookie(2): Yes your majesty! Let's go back to the kingdom and rest after the long expedition around Beast-Yeast

??? Cookie POV: Beast...Yeast?...

What?

??? Cookie(3): Do not worry Mercurial Knight Cookie and Silverbell Cookie for I know what I'm doing...

The Mysterious Cookie then walked towards the bushes and as he split the bushes away from eachother to discover a Young Angel Cookie on the ground scared...

The Faerie Cookie smiled softly as he walked closer and got on one knee

??? Cookie(3): Hello there young Cookie...

Are you lost?

What are you doing here all alone in a such dangerous place?

Where are your parents?

He asked...

The young Cookie tried to speak but as they tried to speak no words came out which cause the little young Cookie shocked for they know for sure they can speak before(?) and had a voice but now...

They don't...

They tried and tried again but only small noises came out as if she was mute

This made the young Cookie sad and started to cry

The Faerie got worried and tried to soothe the young one

??? Cookie(3): Don't cry young one for your tears will only cover your adorable and beautiful smile

Soon after Mercurial Knight Cookie alongside Silverbell Cookie came and inspected what was happening and saw the little young one

Mercurial Knight Cookie: A Child...?

What is a child doing here...?

Silverbell Cookie: Oh dear...

The poor Cookie must be so lost and scared right now

??? Cookie: Let's take her back to the kingdom

The poor angel might be so hungry, tired and scared for being in a place such as this...

Mercurial Knight Cookie and Silverbell Cookie: Yes Elder Faerie Cookie!

??? Cookie POV: Elder Faerie Cookie...?

Elder Faerie Cookie: Come now Child

Let's go...

But first...

May I ask your name?

She wanted to speak but then stops since she will only speak in small noises

Elder Faerie Cookie: Oh...Ofcourse

I forgot...

Hm...

Try and write it on the ground if you can unless...

You know Sign Language?

She then immediately got invested in the idea and immediately looked around her surroundings to see a small sharp rock to use to write her name...

Unfortunately she doesn't know her real name is...

But before she starts writing she scratched her head until she felt something on it...

As she reached over her left pigtail...

She realized that her Hair Tie is not what it seems to be and as she took it out and examine it

She immediately thought a name of her...

"Hazelnut Cookie"

Elder Faerie Cookie: Hazelnut Cookie...

What a beautiful name young one

Come now

Let's bring you to a much more safer place and maybe my wife could help you learn sign language so you won't have to write on the ground or on some piece of paper

Silverbell Cookie: I could also help with that Your Majesty!

Elder Faerie Cookie: Oh? Well that's nice

Please do

If you can

Silverbell Cookie: Yes Your Majesty!

He saluted

Hazelnut Cookie smiled and stood up and so did Elder Faerie Cookie

He then offered his hand which Hazelnut Cookie slowly accepted and smiled widely but before they leave

Mercurial Knight Cookie gave Hazelnut Cookie a Brown Teddy Bear

Mercurial Knight Cookie: Is this yours?

He asked after picking it up next to where she fell

She then looked at this and took it and smiled widely up at him

Mercurial Knight Cookie nodded once before going to the other 10 guards waiting behind them

Mercurial Knight Cookie: Back to position and let's get back to the Silver Tree Kingdom!

He shouted in command which startled Hazelnut Cookie a bit which made Elder Faerie chuckled

Elder Faerie Cookie: Don't worry young one

That's just how he is since he is the Captain of the Silver Knight Cookie's

Hazelnut Cookie was amazed and giggled happily and walked beside Elder Faerie Cookie while holding his hand

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They woke up in a green fiery crater with cracks of...acid...?

Green soda...acid?

And was immediately and suddenly was filled with anger...

They sat up and immediately was met with a little Cookie flying with there arms crossed...

??? Cookie: HEY! WHAT GIVES!? YOU SCARED MY VICTIMS!

THEY WE'RE SUPPOSED TO GET SCARED AND PRANKED BY ME!

NOT YOU!

He shouted...

Before they could speak they we're cut off by him again

??? Cookie: Wait a minute...

Your a demon too?

They seemed surprised a bit from what he said but they didn't showed it on there face and continues to have a blank one while they start to went ahead and looked at there green-ish demon wings and there tail they didn't even noticed that was swaying slowly and same goes for there green horns...

??? Cookie: Huh...

It's been awhile since I've seen an actual demon other than me...

Hm...

Okay then newbie

The names

Devil Cookie

What about you?

They looked at him for while and it was dead silent until they finally spoke after observing there surroundings of cracks o nthe ground with green like soda acid glowing...?

Dew Pop Cookie: Dew Pop...

The name's

Dew Pop Cookie

They said monotoned

Devil Cookie: Well I wouldn't say it was nice to meet ya but anyways your my new minion now that your in MY Territory and do what I say

Dew Pop Cookie: No, But I will stay here

She said putting her hands behind her head and walking towards the abandoned castle Devil Cookie was staying at

Devil Cookie: Do what I say or else!

Dew Pop Cookie: OR ELSE WHAT?

She said looking back at him with all of a sudden got her whole body go up in green flames and her sclera turning black

She herself was a bit surprise for what happened with her body turning to flames but quickly dismissed it to gain dominance over the small Cookie

Devil Cookie: Uh- N-nevermind, Just stay or whatever

Just don't touch my stuff!

He said seeing how the Demon Cookie infront of him is much older and probably is much more powerful than him...

Dew Pop Cookie: Thought so...

She continues to walk towards the castle with her hands going back behind her head

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Cream Oreo Cookie, Dew Pop Cookie and Hazelnut Cookie:

Who...Am...I?

Why can't I remember?