Ants - Cloud Bread Bakery Oneshot
“SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANS!”
“it wasn’t me!”
Creampuff came marching out of the kitchen, steam practically pouring out of his skull, eye sockets narrowing at the figure who had hidden behind the couch. He huffed, barely containing his frustration as he watched his second smallest brother duck behind the couch again.
“WELL IF IT WASN’T YOU, THEN WHO LEFT THE TRAIL OF CRUMBS TO LEAD THE ANTS IN??” He had his ungloved, scarred, hands placed on his hip bones, tapping his socked foot on the carpeted floor to vent his irritation.
Cloud peaked out from behind the white and purple couch they had in their living room. He had dived behind it the second he heard the steam audibly coming from the kitchen. “uhh… did you ask sansy?” He asked nervously, grin strained and sheepish.
Creampuff deadpanned, groaned dramatically and threw his hands up, making his way upstairs with a loud call of “OH SANSYYYYYYYYY!” That was in that infamous tone that was far too sweet for what he had planned.
The moment he was out of view, Cloud let out a long sigh, grin hiking up a little as he hurried his way around the couch again. He couldn’t help the string of mischievous giggles that fell out of his teeth as he shuffled into the kitchen. He was quick to rush up to the counter that had a long and uniform trail of ants on it leading up to the pile of cupcake crumbs that he had left out.
Yeah, ok - Loaf would likely be dragged by his hood downstairs to prove his innocence against Cloud’s ‘alibi’, but it would be fine. After all, Rocky had been lonely lately.
Their little rock companion rolled out from behind the cookie jar, shaking its little googly eyes around with a mischievous scratch of the counter. “shhh.” Cloud couldn’t help but snicker for himself. “c’mon. let’s get out of here before paps catches us.” He hurriedly scooped up their little pet rock, who was no doubt getting a little heavier everyday, and cradled them close.
He had planned to teleport out of the house, perhaps spend some time at Merlot’s again, claiming that he was just… redoing some design ideas to the merchandise or something of the sort… but as soon as he finished wiping up the counter, he turned around, and he was face to chest with his brother.
Sprinkle stared down at him, cross-armed, bone brow raised, and body language (and voice) that screamed “AND WHERE DID YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING?”
Cloud began to sweat and tap the toe of his shoe against the tile floor of their kitchen floor - a nervous tick. “n-nowhere important.” He stuttered out.
“AH, YES. BECAUSE CREAMPUFF RAMBLING ABOUT ANTS IN THE HOUSE DOESN’T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE OBVIOUS DIRT ON YOUR PHALANGES?” He pointed to Rocky, who had a few cupcake crumbs still on them.
“uhh… i plead the 5th..?” Cloud tried.
“WE’RE NOT EVEN FROM A WORLD WITH THOSE LAWS.” Sprinkle deadpanned… There was a long silence between the two of them, and it wasn’t broken until a loud “NYEH!!!” came from upstairs. “Alright, Fine.” He finally caved. “Check On Coffee For Me And Make More Of Those Shooting Star Sprinkles This Week And I’ll Cover For You.” He whispered.
“deal!” And with that, Cloud disappeared with a trail of stardust and an audible ‘poof!’
It wasn’t long after that Sprinkle had swept up the stardust Cloud left behind and closed the window that had been letting the ants in, saying that it could have been Rocky that had left the trail of crumbs… Creampuff simply sighed and was glad that the insects were exterminated and cut off from the house’s extremely large supply of sugar.
Another summer without an infestation of bugs avoided, all thanks to Rocky and Cloud.