Basing this off of the fact that the dough trio seemed to end their journey off by a beach of sorts, had to write about them. Enjoy the milkshake!
The waves crashed against the shoreline, you leaned against the railing of your deck, admiring the way the water shone from the sun that was now just barely peaking over the storm clouds beinging to roll in.
You lived a somewhat peaceful life, the occasional lost traveler or storm happened every once in a while, and while you enjoyed the predictably your peaceful life gave you, you sometimes found yourself yearning for more.
You sigh to yourself, turning back to hide away from the impending rain soon to come. Just as your hand met the door, the faint sounds of chattering came into hearing.
Looking around you spotted some cookies standing a little distance away from your home, they seemed unsure yet on gaurd.
Normally when you saw cookies that seemed a bit shady, you would politely point them in the right direction and leave it at that, but with the storm rolling in and a gnawing feeling that these cookies weren’t as shady as they seemed, you called out to them.
“Travelers! Do the three of you need assistance? A storms rolling in and I wouldn’t want any of you getting soggy!” Your voice rang out, the three seemed startled but more tense after you spoke.
There was silence for moment, you assumed the trio were conversing about if they should answer your question. You hoped they would due to the wind now picking up, the storm potentially being worse than you thought it would be.
Soon, a cookie with long white hair with streaks of purple glared at you with an emotion you couldn’t quite place spoke. “We don’t have a place to hide away from the storm, but we’d prefer if you left us alone.”
You where stunned, storms could get quite nasty and these cookies were just going to tough it out? You wanted to respect this decision but you just couldn’t. You wanted to at least help these cookies a little bit by getting the out of the storm.
Carefully you took a couple steps down your deck stairs to get a little closer to the trio. “Travelers, I understand how you might not want help from a stranger but a storm’s approaching and it’s going to be nightfall soon…” You pause for a moment before continuing
“… we don’t know each other but please, allow me to open my doors to you three, just for one night. You won’t need to owe me anything.” Rain was starting to sprinkle down, you held your breath as the trio started to converse again.
“Fine. We’ll accept your offer. Just for tonight.” You let out a sigh of relief as the cookies walked over to your house. You were able to finally get a good glimpse at the other two cookies. One was broad with ashen skin and long black hair that seemed to fuse with his face. The other was shorter with pure white dough with a deep sea foam green splotch on the left side of her face along with a tattered white dress.
You also were able to get a better look at the cookie that was speaking to you as the passed you to enter your home. They had a black eye patch and some purple horn like things, along with a shirt that seems to resemble ribs.
Shutting the door, the growing storm seemed to quiet down. It was a bit awkward with these cookies now in your home, but you offered them hospitality and you supposed that you should show them to some guest rooms.
“Well uh, I’ll show you three the rooms you’ll stay in for the night.. I’m Y/N Cookie by the way.” You gestured them to follow you, none of them really spoke, so it made the atmosphere more awkward than it already was.
Leading them down to your basement, there were about four room that could be seen, along with a small bar area. You didn’t use this area much but when you did it was for friendly get-togethers.
“So, you three can pick out a room if you’d like, if you need anything I’ll be upstairs, either in the kitchen which is to the right or my bedroom which is on the top floor and the first door to the right.” You smiled, hoping that eased some of the awkward air.
You headed up to your kitchen, you already had some meet jellies cooking, you might give some to the trio once finished. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t curious about your guests. Their tense demeanor and the chains that were on them peaked your curiosity. But you didn’t want to be nosy, seeing that you already pushed what they were comfortable with by having them stay the night.
You leaned against your counter, finger tapping against the smoothe surface. You weren’t able to get your mind off your guests. Worry or curiosity, you couldn’t tell which one it was. Where did they come from? Did they have a place to go too? What are there names? Were they okay?
All those questions plagued your mind. You were brought out of your trance by the timer you set going off. You pulled the meat jellies out of the oven, the smell filling the house.
You counted how much you had, you seemed to have enough for you and your guests. You set some aside and wrote a little note, you suspected that there wouldn’t be much conversing.
Creeping down the stairs, none of the cookies were in the main room, so you set the plate and the note on the bar table. Hopefully one of them took notice and ate them.
Going back up, the storm was raging on outside, you were glad that you and the trio were inside. You’d hate to be stuck outside. You couldn’t even see anything outside, the darkness of the clouds and the pitch black night made sure of it.
Weariness was starting to creep up on you, so you decided to go get some sleep. If you ignored the wind, the sound of rain hitting the roof was quite soothing. As you dirfited of to sleep, you felt a slight worry pop into your head.
What if you made a mistake letting those cookies into your home?
You awoke to the sounds of pans clattering. Your heart skipped a sickening beat as you got out of bed and rushed down the stairs, only to be greeted by an odd sight.
The small green cookie was held up by the ashen cookie, like he was holding up a mischievous kitten. The three of you stared at each other for a moment, no one spoke, no one breathed.
This was so much more awkward than it was yesterday.
The ashen cookie cleared his throat. “… Pom-Pom Dough Cookie was looking for more of those jellies. So was I.” You were a little surprised but seeing the slight mess of your kitchen, you felt a little annoyed with the two but mostly relieved that nothing bad had happened.
“I can make you two some more, it might be a while though, is that okay with you two?” The ashen one nodded but Pom-Pom Dough seemed to be less keen on waiting.
“Why do we need to wait..? Just give them to me now!” You were startled but breathed out “We need to cook the jellies because if we don’t, they won’t taste as good and will get us sick.”
Pom-Pom Dough seemed to accept that explanation with a grumble before speaking again. “Mold Dough would like you to make more jellies, there wasn’t enough last time.”
The ashen cookie, which you assumed was Mold dough cookie, looked away, seemingly embarrassed by Pom-Pom Doughs comment.
You just nodded since you were surprised that the trio didn’t have enough last night… they must’ve been really hungry…
As the three of you waited, you attempted to ask the too questions, like their favorite jellies or animals, to which, that stayed silent.
“So uh-“ you were about to ask another question when your timer went off. Probably for the best.
Pom-Pom Dough looked expectantly as you pulled the meat jellies out of the oven and as you were about to set the plate down but had to quickly pull away as Pom-Pom Dough lunged for the plate. “Careful! The Jellies are still hot, you'll burn yourself if you don't let them cool!”
The small cookie glared at you "I've waited long enough, just give them to me!” you had to jump back as she lunged for the plate again, you never seen a cookie get so angry over something as trivial as waiting for jellies to cool.
“P-please calm down! I just don't want you to burn yourself is all!” You dodged another attack, struggling to balance the jellies, you'd hate to drop them. Before Pom-Pom Dough had the chance to lunge again, Mold Dough spoke up.
“Calm yourself Pom-Pom Dough Cookie. You'll get your Jellies in time, just wait a moment.” Pom-Pom Dough paused, and with a grumble, sat back down, still glaring at you. Another awkward minute passed and you finally set the jellies down.
“They are still a bit hot, so just be a little careful, alright?” Mold Dough grabbed a jelly and handed one to Pom-Pom Dough before taking one for himself. Pom-Pom Dough was the first to take a bite, but she let out a sound of.. Joy?
“These are better… than the ones from yesterday!” She said between bites. Mold Dough nodded along. “Theyre warm…” He nodded to himself as if he approved of the jellies. You smiled, glad that they seemed to like them.
“Take as much as you need, I can always make more.” You paused before asking a question. “Should I go get you’re friend? I'm sure they'd want some jellies as well..” Mold Dough held a hand up.
“Let them rest, they'll come up soon enough.” You nodded at that. You turned back to Pom-Pom Dough who was already taking another jelly. You chuckled to yourself, this cookie who was so angry a moment prior was now happily enjoying some jellies.
At some point, you lost track of time, the three of you were peacefully relaxing in your kitchen, Mold Dough asking you questions about the ocean between bites and Pom-Pom Dough eating and chiming in with her own questions occasionally.
Footsteps approached the kitchen, as you glance over, the third cookie was in the doorway, they cleared their throat. “Pom-Pom Dough Cookie, Mold Dough Cookie. It's time to depart.” They were observing the scene, and for a moment, you caught a faint smile appear on their face before it quickly faded away.
Mold Dough nodded and got up from his seat, Pom-Pom Dough followed but she seems more hesitant. You walked the three to the door “Well, I hope you three have a safe journey, your always welcome back in my hom-“
You were about to finished you sentence when you felt someone cling onto your leg. Looking down you saw Pom-Pom Dough clinging onto you.
“Pom-Pom Dough what are you doing? We are leaving now.” The long haired cookie spoke, they didn’t sound angry, more confused or taken aback than anything.
“I don’t want to leave!” She cried. “This is the first time I’ve felt at peace! I don’t want to go!” You and the other cookies were taken aback, you more so than Mold Dough and the white haired cookie.
“Pom-Pom Dough,” the white haired knelt down “We agreed to leave after the storm passed, it’s passed so we must leave.” Pom-Pom Dough only clung to you more.
Mold Dough cleared his throat as he spoke up. “Venom Dough Cookie, maybe we should stay a bit longer.” The white haired- who you now know as Venom Dough Cookie, turned towards Mold Dough. “What?”
Mold Dough walked over to you and Pom-Pom Dough. “I have to agree with Pom-Pom Dough Cookie, I’ve felt quite calm here, youve must’ve felt calmer here as well, Venom Dough.”
Venom Dough looked at their companions with uncertainty before sighing. “I have felt calmer here… I guess we can stay if it’s alright with Y/N Cookie.”
The three looked at you expectantly, you usually wouldn’t extend travelers stays but despite only knowing these three for barely a day, you smiled at them.
“Feel free to stay for as long as you want.”
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