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[eternalparadisecookies]

"Finally, We are Free."

welcome to my multi-muse blog! This is about the cookies related to or served in Eternal Sugar's Paradise, taking place after Beast-Yeast EP10.

- The Current Muses - (please specify which muse(s) are being asked in asks. also the chars are color coded.)

Pavlova (Adult & usual child form because yes shapeshifters) Sweet Blueberry Cookie (OC) Sugar Dancer Cookie (OC) - Tags - #SugarEscapees - General tag #WakingBackUp - Answering Asks #SweetnessOfThePast - Other Blog Interactions! #AlwaysSoDrowsy - Mainplot/Canon #UsingLeftoverEnergy - Sideplots/Noncanon #KrisTuningIn - OOC/Me, the mod!

Mod Info and Boundaries!

Mod Info - hello! i'm WiltingLily, however you may call me Kris or Lily!

Absolutely NO NSFW or suggestive asks, i am a minor and will not tolerate them.

no pregnancy related asks, because why? some of the muses here are minors :c

[number1greekhater]

a trio of small Cookies were running around camp, reportedly a yellow one, a pink one,and a blue one. the blue one seemed to be slower than the others, almost completely asleep.

Octavian was... actually taking a break for once, much as he hated the idea of it, and then he noticed the... tiny cookies running around? Cookies that were alive? He rubbed his eyes, as if that would make the sight go away.

[eternalparadisecookies]

small chirps came from the cookies. "come on, Sweetened Blueberry Cookie! wake up!! we need to get out of here!" the little ballerina whined. the blue one, seemingly the oldest, groaned as they pulled themselves along, the pink one grumpy and pushing the blue.

[number1greekhater]

Okay, so he wasn't crazy. There were just cookies running around camp. Great. He wasn't sure whether he should intervene or not. Only an "Um..." escaped him.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the Cookies attempt to get over a step in their escape, the blue one dragging them back due to their slowness.

[number1greekhater]

Holy shit he could not believe he was about to do this but he held his hand in front of the tiny talking cookies.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer shrieks, trying to pull Sweetened Blueberry up. the smallest has their strawberry bow at the ready, a small,but ineffective threat.

[number1greekhater]

Octavian tilted his head at this display and pulled his hand away, sighing. Honestly, he thought this was some strange dream.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the smaller did not release their bow, Sugar Dancer attempting to pull the ever-drowsy Sweetened blueberry up, and failing.

[number1greekhater]

"Good gods- okay??" He sighed, honestly he had no clue what to do here. Probably waiting to wake up from this rather odd experience.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the small red Cookie started smacking the blue one on the head, making the blue one just groan and start lazily climbing the stair.

[number1greekhater]

He shook his head and decided that... yeah, no, if the cookies didn't want his help, then he won't help. He stood up, ready to leave.

[eternalparadisecookies]

a little rabbit pushed the blue Cookie up the steps, the small red one staring at the big guy, a bit interested.

[number1greekhater]

Octavian stared at the small cookies- not sure what to do, the situation turning into awkward eye contact.

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what're you looking at?" the red one grumbles.

[number1greekhater]

"Wh- it's not everyday I see talking cookies??"

[eternalparadisecookies]

"you aren't a Witch?"

[number1greekhater]

a trio of small Cookies were running around camp, reportedly a yellow one, a pink one,and a blue one. the blue one seemed to be slower than the others, almost completely asleep.

Octavian was... actually taking a break for once, much as he hated the idea of it, and then he noticed the... tiny cookies running around? Cookies that were alive? He rubbed his eyes, as if that would make the sight go away.

[eternalparadisecookies]

small chirps came from the cookies. "come on, Sweetened Blueberry Cookie! wake up!! we need to get out of here!" the little ballerina whined. the blue one, seemingly the oldest, groaned as they pulled themselves along, the pink one grumpy and pushing the blue.

[number1greekhater]

Okay, so he wasn't crazy. There were just cookies running around camp. Great. He wasn't sure whether he should intervene or not. Only an "Um..." escaped him.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the Cookies attempt to get over a step in their escape, the blue one dragging them back due to their slowness.

[number1greekhater]

Holy shit he could not believe he was about to do this but he held his hand in front of the tiny talking cookies.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer shrieks, trying to pull Sweetened Blueberry up. the smallest has their strawberry bow at the ready, a small,but ineffective threat.

[number1greekhater]

Octavian tilted his head at this display and pulled his hand away, sighing. Honestly, he thought this was some strange dream.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the smaller did not release their bow, Sugar Dancer attempting to pull the ever-drowsy Sweetened blueberry up, and failing.

[number1greekhater]

"Good gods- okay??" He sighed, honestly he had no clue what to do here. Probably waiting to wake up from this rather odd experience.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the small red Cookie started smacking the blue one on the head, making the blue one just groan and start lazily climbing the stair.

[number1greekhater]

He shook his head and decided that... yeah, no, if the cookies didn't want his help, then he won't help. He stood up, ready to leave.

[eternalparadisecookies]

a little rabbit pushed the blue Cookie up the steps, the small red one staring at the big guy, a bit interested.

[number1greekhater]

Octavian stared at the small cookies- not sure what to do, the situation turning into awkward eye contact.

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what're you looking at?" the red one grumbles.

[number1greekhater]

a trio of small Cookies were running around camp, reportedly a yellow one, a pink one,and a blue one. the blue one seemed to be slower than the others, almost completely asleep.

Octavian was... actually taking a break for once, much as he hated the idea of it, and then he noticed the... tiny cookies running around? Cookies that were alive? He rubbed his eyes, as if that would make the sight go away.

[eternalparadisecookies]

small chirps came from the cookies. "come on, Sweetened Blueberry Cookie! wake up!! we need to get out of here!" the little ballerina whined. the blue one, seemingly the oldest, groaned as they pulled themselves along, the pink one grumpy and pushing the blue.

[number1greekhater]

Okay, so he wasn't crazy. There were just cookies running around camp. Great. He wasn't sure whether he should intervene or not. Only an "Um..." escaped him.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the Cookies attempt to get over a step in their escape, the blue one dragging them back due to their slowness.

[number1greekhater]

Holy shit he could not believe he was about to do this but he held his hand in front of the tiny talking cookies.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer shrieks, trying to pull Sweetened Blueberry up. the smallest has their strawberry bow at the ready, a small,but ineffective threat.

[number1greekhater]

Octavian tilted his head at this display and pulled his hand away, sighing. Honestly, he thought this was some strange dream.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the smaller did not release their bow, Sugar Dancer attempting to pull the ever-drowsy Sweetened blueberry up, and failing.

[number1greekhater]

"Good gods- okay??" He sighed, honestly he had no clue what to do here. Probably waiting to wake up from this rather odd experience.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the small red Cookie started smacking the blue one on the head, making the blue one just groan and start lazily climbing the stair.

[number1greekhater]

He shook his head and decided that... yeah, no, if the cookies didn't want his help, then he won't help. He stood up, ready to leave.

[eternalparadisecookies]

a little rabbit pushed the blue Cookie up the steps, the small red one staring at the big guy, a bit interested.

[number1greekhater]

a trio of small Cookies were running around camp, reportedly a yellow one, a pink one,and a blue one. the blue one seemed to be slower than the others, almost completely asleep.

Octavian was... actually taking a break for once, much as he hated the idea of it, and then he noticed the... tiny cookies running around? Cookies that were alive? He rubbed his eyes, as if that would make the sight go away.

[eternalparadisecookies]

small chirps came from the cookies. "come on, Sweetened Blueberry Cookie! wake up!! we need to get out of here!" the little ballerina whined. the blue one, seemingly the oldest, groaned as they pulled themselves along, the pink one grumpy and pushing the blue.

[number1greekhater]

Okay, so he wasn't crazy. There were just cookies running around camp. Great. He wasn't sure whether he should intervene or not. Only an "Um..." escaped him.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the Cookies attempt to get over a step in their escape, the blue one dragging them back due to their slowness.

[number1greekhater]

Holy shit he could not believe he was about to do this but he held his hand in front of the tiny talking cookies.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer shrieks, trying to pull Sweetened Blueberry up. the smallest has their strawberry bow at the ready, a small,but ineffective threat.

[number1greekhater]

Octavian tilted his head at this display and pulled his hand away, sighing. Honestly, he thought this was some strange dream.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the smaller did not release their bow, Sugar Dancer attempting to pull the ever-drowsy Sweetened blueberry up, and failing.

[number1greekhater]

"Good gods- okay??" He sighed, honestly he had no clue what to do here. Probably waiting to wake up from this rather odd experience.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the small red Cookie started smacking the blue one on the head, making the blue one just groan and start lazily climbing the stair.

[number1greekhater]

a trio of small Cookies were running around camp, reportedly a yellow one, a pink one,and a blue one. the blue one seemed to be slower than the others, almost completely asleep.

Octavian was... actually taking a break for once, much as he hated the idea of it, and then he noticed the... tiny cookies running around? Cookies that were alive? He rubbed his eyes, as if that would make the sight go away.

[eternalparadisecookies]

small chirps came from the cookies. "come on, Sweetened Blueberry Cookie! wake up!! we need to get out of here!" the little ballerina whined. the blue one, seemingly the oldest, groaned as they pulled themselves along, the pink one grumpy and pushing the blue.

[number1greekhater]

Okay, so he wasn't crazy. There were just cookies running around camp. Great. He wasn't sure whether he should intervene or not. Only an "Um..." escaped him.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the Cookies attempt to get over a step in their escape, the blue one dragging them back due to their slowness.

[number1greekhater]

Holy shit he could not believe he was about to do this but he held his hand in front of the tiny talking cookies.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer shrieks, trying to pull Sweetened Blueberry up. the smallest has their strawberry bow at the ready, a small,but ineffective threat.

[number1greekhater]

Octavian tilted his head at this display and pulled his hand away, sighing. Honestly, he thought this was some strange dream.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the smaller did not release their bow, Sugar Dancer attempting to pull the ever-drowsy Sweetened blueberry up, and failing.

[number1greekhater]

a trio of small Cookies were running around camp, reportedly a yellow one, a pink one,and a blue one. the blue one seemed to be slower than the others, almost completely asleep.

Octavian was... actually taking a break for once, much as he hated the idea of it, and then he noticed the... tiny cookies running around? Cookies that were alive? He rubbed his eyes, as if that would make the sight go away.

[eternalparadisecookies]

small chirps came from the cookies. "come on, Sweetened Blueberry Cookie! wake up!! we need to get out of here!" the little ballerina whined. the blue one, seemingly the oldest, groaned as they pulled themselves along, the pink one grumpy and pushing the blue.

[number1greekhater]

Okay, so he wasn't crazy. There were just cookies running around camp. Great. He wasn't sure whether he should intervene or not. Only an "Um..." escaped him.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the Cookies attempt to get over a step in their escape, the blue one dragging them back due to their slowness.

[number1greekhater]

Holy shit he could not believe he was about to do this but he held his hand in front of the tiny talking cookies.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer shrieks, trying to pull Sweetened Blueberry up. the smallest has their strawberry bow at the ready, a small,but ineffective threat.

[number1greekhater]

a trio of small Cookies were running around camp, reportedly a yellow one, a pink one,and a blue one. the blue one seemed to be slower than the others, almost completely asleep.

Octavian was... actually taking a break for once, much as he hated the idea of it, and then he noticed the... tiny cookies running around? Cookies that were alive? He rubbed his eyes, as if that would make the sight go away.

[eternalparadisecookies]

small chirps came from the cookies. "come on, Sweetened Blueberry Cookie! wake up!! we need to get out of here!" the little ballerina whined. the blue one, seemingly the oldest, groaned as they pulled themselves along, the pink one grumpy and pushing the blue.

[number1greekhater]

Okay, so he wasn't crazy. There were just cookies running around camp. Great. He wasn't sure whether he should intervene or not. Only an "Um..." escaped him.

[eternalparadisecookies]

the Cookies attempt to get over a step in their escape, the blue one dragging them back due to their slowness.

[number1greekhater]

a trio of small Cookies were running around camp, reportedly a yellow one, a pink one,and a blue one. the blue one seemed to be slower than the others, almost completely asleep.

Octavian was... actually taking a break for once, much as he hated the idea of it, and then he noticed the... tiny cookies running around? Cookies that were alive? He rubbed his eyes, as if that would make the sight go away.

[eternalparadisecookies]

small chirps came from the cookies. "come on, Sweetened Blueberry Cookie! wake up!! we need to get out of here!" the little ballerina whined. the blue one, seemingly the oldest, groaned as they pulled themselves along, the pink one grumpy and pushing the blue.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Boo

"what?"

"hmm..?"

(Sfx.Sugar-dancer-scream)

[sweetest--paradise]

the small Sugar Dancer was hiding in the maze, as usual.

"Playing hide and seek?~ Darling there isn't any need to hide here~ hehe~"

[eternalparadisecookies]

she attempted to hide in her wings, scared as ever.

[sweetest--paradise]

"oh darling.. what could be the matter?"

She floats down, kneeling next to the sugar dancer.

"you mustn't be afraid.. tell me what's wrong"

[eternalparadisecookies]

"Pavlova's playing tag with me.."

[sweetest--paradise]

"pavlova hm..? And what of this game has you so startled?"

[eternalparadisecookies]

"he's chasing me.."

[sweetest--paradise]

the small Sugar Dancer was hiding in the maze, as usual.

"Playing hide and seek?~ Darling there isn't any need to hide here~ hehe~"

[eternalparadisecookies]

she attempted to hide in her wings, scared as ever.

[sweetest--paradise]

"oh darling.. what could be the matter?"

She floats down, kneeling next to the sugar dancer.

"you mustn't be afraid.. tell me what's wrong"

[eternalparadisecookies]

"Pavlova's playing tag with me.."

[sweetest--paradise]

the small Sugar Dancer was hiding in the maze, as usual.

"Playing hide and seek?~ Darling there isn't any need to hide here~ hehe~"

[eternalparadisecookies]

she attempted to hide in her wings, scared as ever.

[eternalparadisecookies]

That evening Pavlova cookie fell asleep and had a rather strange dream…

He was in his true, more adult form.. and floating in the middle of a writhing whirlwind, thundered echoed closely and distant winds howled

Pavlova looked around, confused.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“…hurry.. hurry! Fire… fire before she’s back!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova was starting to get scared, confused.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“I need you… to shoot! Shoot the stone, break the mold! Let me out!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova was getting overwhelmed and scared by all the noise until Sugar Dancer's wind chimes sounded from outside his dreams.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out.”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova had to be woken up by Sweet Blueberry's sickly sweet smell, Sugar Dancer having dragged him onto Pavlova to snap him awake.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The words echoing in his head “shoot me.”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova, slightly annoyed, stomps towards the statue. he summons his little bow & strawberry arrow,ready to shoot (glowy boy)

[everlastingtartcookie]

The sky has gone dark with blackened clouds…

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova shoots at the statue, angry.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The arrow lands, right in the chest, at first… nothing happens… but then.. the stone starts to crack… as does the sky, as distant thunder sounds

[eternalparadisecookies]

this causes Sugar Dancer to rush over, with Sweet Blueberry even awake aswell.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The statue continues to crack until the cracks had completely covered the stone

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what did you do,Pavlova!?"

"blame the statue."

[everlastingtartcookie]

The stone finally shatters… fragments spreading across the thicket… revealing the cookie beneath… who instantly collapses to the ground before it’s pedestal

[eternalparadisecookies]

the three just watch the Cookie fall, Sweet Blueberry too sleepy to care, Sugar Dancer too scared, and Pavlova just doesn't care.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The cookie slowly gets up… her hair is blue and curled, and almost.. sparkly as if it had been coated in sour-powder. Her hands and feet, or rather her claws and hooves were made of, blue hard handy, under her eyes were dark turquoise-blue as well, yet shiny markings, looking eerily simalair to dripping tears…

She had two pairs of wings, one of which was large and snapped vaugly like the wings of a bat, these were made of dripping, liquidy sour candy.

The other pair of wings were smaller, and feathered, and of a very light bluish-turqoiuse shade, the edges of her short robes were tattered and torn.

Atop her head were the horns of a ram, from which blue raspberry brambles grew.

She looked, terrifying… yet terrified.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer hid behind Sweet Blueberry, whom was already asleep again.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The cookie slowly walked towards pavlova cookie

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Thank you… y-you played my aulos. You helped me! …it’s Pavlova cookie… right?”

[eternalparadisecookies]

"yeah. and these two over here are Sugar Dancer and Sweet Blueberry." he replies, gesturing at the skittish Cookie and the sleeping one, whom emanated a sickly sweet scent.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“..are you really mother’s servants?”

[eternalparadisecookies]

"yes? well, we were until she got sort of...kidnapped by her Ancient."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“..her what now-?! You know what, no it doesn’t matter-“

“Everlasting tart cookie…”

Older Sugar angels start gathering around the thicket in shock

[eternalparadisecookies]

"nice to meet you."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“You…!”

Everlasting tart cookie stared at the elderly sugar angels in rage

“You all knew I was in there… and you did NOTHING!”

The wind began picking up speed, the thunder was drawing ever nearer, as was the lighting

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sweet Blueberry, tired and annoyed, weakly tries tossing a Marshmallow Rock at her, as if she was an alarm clock we all love to shut off in the mornings.

[everlastingtartcookie]

Everlasting tart cookie stares at sweet blueberry in rage.

“You little… brat!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

he just shifts, too sleepy.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Hmph… this will wake you.”

Everlasting tart cookie brings their aulos to her lips and begins to play… the ensuing notes were… sour, enraged, if a song sounded angry it would be this song

The wings grow stronger, the thunder claps louder, to the point that the sounds of it rattled the sky

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sweet Blueberry's paleish color became slightly paler or more silvery, but only slightly.

once he blinks, he jolts up, absolutely confused.

he was quite awake now.

[everlastingtartcookie]

Everlasting tart cookie continues to play… and soon.. rain begins to fall from the clouds above… but it wasn’t like any rain any of the cookies of the garden had ever seen before… it was thick, bluish… and shiny, and it smelled like… blueberry lemonade… but the touch of it… made the cookies want to cry

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer was already crying,and the rain was keeping Sweet Blueberry conscious.

[eternalparadisecookies]

That evening Pavlova cookie fell asleep and had a rather strange dream…

He was in his true, more adult form.. and floating in the middle of a writhing whirlwind, thundered echoed closely and distant winds howled

Pavlova looked around, confused.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“…hurry.. hurry! Fire… fire before she’s back!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova was starting to get scared, confused.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“I need you… to shoot! Shoot the stone, break the mold! Let me out!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova was getting overwhelmed and scared by all the noise until Sugar Dancer's wind chimes sounded from outside his dreams.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out.”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova had to be woken up by Sweet Blueberry's sickly sweet smell, Sugar Dancer having dragged him onto Pavlova to snap him awake.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The words echoing in his head “shoot me.”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova, slightly annoyed, stomps towards the statue. he summons his little bow & strawberry arrow,ready to shoot (glowy boy)

[everlastingtartcookie]

The sky has gone dark with blackened clouds…

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova shoots at the statue, angry.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The arrow lands, right in the chest, at first… nothing happens… but then.. the stone starts to crack… as does the sky, as distant thunder sounds

[eternalparadisecookies]

this causes Sugar Dancer to rush over, with Sweet Blueberry even awake aswell.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The statue continues to crack until the cracks had completely covered the stone

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what did you do,Pavlova!?"

"blame the statue."

[everlastingtartcookie]

The stone finally shatters… fragments spreading across the thicket… revealing the cookie beneath… who instantly collapses to the ground before it’s pedestal

[eternalparadisecookies]

the three just watch the Cookie fall, Sweet Blueberry too sleepy to care, Sugar Dancer too scared, and Pavlova just doesn't care.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The cookie slowly gets up… her hair is blue and curled, and almost.. sparkly as if it had been coated in sour-powder. Her hands and feet, or rather her claws and hooves were made of, blue hard handy, under her eyes were dark turquoise-blue as well, yet shiny markings, looking eerily simalair to dripping tears…

She had two pairs of wings, one of which was large and snapped vaugly like the wings of a bat, these were made of dripping, liquidy sour candy.

The other pair of wings were smaller, and feathered, and of a very light bluish-turqoiuse shade, the edges of her short robes were tattered and torn.

Atop her head were the horns of a ram, from which blue raspberry brambles grew.

She looked, terrifying… yet terrified.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer hid behind Sweet Blueberry, whom was already asleep again.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The cookie slowly walked towards pavlova cookie

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Thank you… y-you played my aulos. You helped me! …it’s Pavlova cookie… right?”

[eternalparadisecookies]

"yeah. and these two over here are Sugar Dancer and Sweet Blueberry." he replies, gesturing at the skittish Cookie and the sleeping one, whom emanated a sickly sweet scent.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“..are you really mother’s servants?”

[eternalparadisecookies]

"yes? well, we were until she got sort of...kidnapped by her Ancient."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“..her what now-?! You know what, no it doesn’t matter-“

“Everlasting tart cookie…”

Older Sugar angels start gathering around the thicket in shock

[eternalparadisecookies]

"nice to meet you."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“You…!”

Everlasting tart cookie stared at the elderly sugar angels in rage

“You all knew I was in there… and you did NOTHING!”

The wind began picking up speed, the thunder was drawing ever nearer, as was the lighting

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sweet Blueberry, tired and annoyed, weakly tries tossing a Marshmallow Rock at her, as if she was an alarm clock we all love to shut off in the mornings.

[everlastingtartcookie]

Everlasting tart cookie stares at sweet blueberry in rage.

“You little… brat!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

he just shifts, too sleepy.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Hmph… this will wake you.”

Everlasting tart cookie brings their aulos to her lips and begins to play… the ensuing notes were… sour, enraged, if a song sounded angry it would be this song

The wings grow stronger, the thunder claps louder, to the point that the sounds of it rattled the sky

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sweet Blueberry's paleish color became slightly paler or more silvery, but only slightly.

once he blinks, he jolts up, absolutely confused.

he was quite awake now.

[eternalparadisecookies]

That evening Pavlova cookie fell asleep and had a rather strange dream…

He was in his true, more adult form.. and floating in the middle of a writhing whirlwind, thundered echoed closely and distant winds howled

Pavlova looked around, confused.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“…hurry.. hurry! Fire… fire before she’s back!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova was starting to get scared, confused.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“I need you… to shoot! Shoot the stone, break the mold! Let me out!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova was getting overwhelmed and scared by all the noise until Sugar Dancer's wind chimes sounded from outside his dreams.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out.”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova had to be woken up by Sweet Blueberry's sickly sweet smell, Sugar Dancer having dragged him onto Pavlova to snap him awake.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The words echoing in his head “shoot me.”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova, slightly annoyed, stomps towards the statue. he summons his little bow & strawberry arrow,ready to shoot (glowy boy)

[everlastingtartcookie]

The sky has gone dark with blackened clouds…

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova shoots at the statue, angry.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The arrow lands, right in the chest, at first… nothing happens… but then.. the stone starts to crack… as does the sky, as distant thunder sounds

[eternalparadisecookies]

this causes Sugar Dancer to rush over, with Sweet Blueberry even awake aswell.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The statue continues to crack until the cracks had completely covered the stone

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what did you do,Pavlova!?"

"blame the statue."

[everlastingtartcookie]

The stone finally shatters… fragments spreading across the thicket… revealing the cookie beneath… who instantly collapses to the ground before it’s pedestal

[eternalparadisecookies]

the three just watch the Cookie fall, Sweet Blueberry too sleepy to care, Sugar Dancer too scared, and Pavlova just doesn't care.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The cookie slowly gets up… her hair is blue and curled, and almost.. sparkly as if it had been coated in sour-powder. Her hands and feet, or rather her claws and hooves were made of, blue hard handy, under her eyes were dark turquoise-blue as well, yet shiny markings, looking eerily simalair to dripping tears…

She had two pairs of wings, one of which was large and snapped vaugly like the wings of a bat, these were made of dripping, liquidy sour candy.

The other pair of wings were smaller, and feathered, and of a very light bluish-turqoiuse shade, the edges of her short robes were tattered and torn.

Atop her head were the horns of a ram, from which blue raspberry brambles grew.

She looked, terrifying… yet terrified.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer hid behind Sweet Blueberry, whom was already asleep again.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The cookie slowly walked towards pavlova cookie

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Thank you… y-you played my aulos. You helped me! …it’s Pavlova cookie… right?”

[eternalparadisecookies]

"yeah. and these two over here are Sugar Dancer and Sweet Blueberry." he replies, gesturing at the skittish Cookie and the sleeping one, whom emanated a sickly sweet scent.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“..are you really mother’s servants?”

[eternalparadisecookies]

"yes? well, we were until she got sort of...kidnapped by her Ancient."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“..her what now-?! You know what, no it doesn’t matter-“

“Everlasting tart cookie…”

Older Sugar angels start gathering around the thicket in shock

[eternalparadisecookies]

"nice to meet you."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“You…!”

Everlasting tart cookie stared at the elderly sugar angels in rage

“You all knew I was in there… and you did NOTHING!”

The wind began picking up speed, the thunder was drawing ever nearer, as was the lighting

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sweet Blueberry, tired and annoyed, weakly tries tossing a Marshmallow Rock at her, as if she was an alarm clock we all love to shut off in the mornings.

[everlastingtartcookie]

Everlasting tart cookie stares at sweet blueberry in rage.

“You little… brat!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

he just shifts, too sleepy.

[eternalparadisecookies]

That evening Pavlova cookie fell asleep and had a rather strange dream…

He was in his true, more adult form.. and floating in the middle of a writhing whirlwind, thundered echoed closely and distant winds howled

Pavlova looked around, confused.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“…hurry.. hurry! Fire… fire before she’s back!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova was starting to get scared, confused.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“I need you… to shoot! Shoot the stone, break the mold! Let me out!”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova was getting overwhelmed and scared by all the noise until Sugar Dancer's wind chimes sounded from outside his dreams.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out.”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova had to be woken up by Sweet Blueberry's sickly sweet smell, Sugar Dancer having dragged him onto Pavlova to snap him awake.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The words echoing in his head “shoot me.”

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova, slightly annoyed, stomps towards the statue. he summons his little bow & strawberry arrow,ready to shoot (glowy boy)

[everlastingtartcookie]

The sky has gone dark with blackened clouds…

[eternalparadisecookies]

Pavlova shoots at the statue, angry.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The arrow lands, right in the chest, at first… nothing happens… but then.. the stone starts to crack… as does the sky, as distant thunder sounds

[eternalparadisecookies]

this causes Sugar Dancer to rush over, with Sweet Blueberry even awake aswell.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The statue continues to crack until the cracks had completely covered the stone

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what did you do,Pavlova!?"

"blame the statue."

[everlastingtartcookie]

The stone finally shatters… fragments spreading across the thicket… revealing the cookie beneath… who instantly collapses to the ground before it’s pedestal

[eternalparadisecookies]

the three just watch the Cookie fall, Sweet Blueberry too sleepy to care, Sugar Dancer too scared, and Pavlova just doesn't care.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The cookie slowly gets up… her hair is blue and curled, and almost.. sparkly as if it had been coated in sour-powder. Her hands and feet, or rather her claws and hooves were made of, blue hard handy, under her eyes were dark turquoise-blue as well, yet shiny markings, looking eerily simalair to dripping tears…

She had two pairs of wings, one of which was large and snapped vaugly like the wings of a bat, these were made of dripping, liquidy sour candy.

The other pair of wings were smaller, and feathered, and of a very light bluish-turqoiuse shade, the edges of her short robes were tattered and torn.

Atop her head were the horns of a ram, from which blue raspberry brambles grew.

She looked, terrifying… yet terrified.

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sugar Dancer hid behind Sweet Blueberry, whom was already asleep again.

[everlastingtartcookie]

The cookie slowly walked towards pavlova cookie

[eternalparadisecookies]

"what."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“Thank you… y-you played my aulos. You helped me! …it’s Pavlova cookie… right?”

[eternalparadisecookies]

"yeah. and these two over here are Sugar Dancer and Sweet Blueberry." he replies, gesturing at the skittish Cookie and the sleeping one, whom emanated a sickly sweet scent.

[everlastingtartcookie]

“..are you really mother’s servants?”

[eternalparadisecookies]

"yes? well, we were until she got sort of...kidnapped by her Ancient."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“..her what now-?! You know what, no it doesn’t matter-“

“Everlasting tart cookie…”

Older Sugar angels start gathering around the thicket in shock

[eternalparadisecookies]

"nice to meet you."

[everlastingtartcookie]

“You…!”

Everlasting tart cookie stared at the elderly sugar angels in rage

“You all knew I was in there… and you did NOTHING!”

The wind began picking up speed, the thunder was drawing ever nearer, as was the lighting

[eternalparadisecookies]

Sweet Blueberry, tired and annoyed, weakly tries tossing a Marshmallow Rock at her, as if she was an alarm clock we all love to shut off in the mornings.