@carouselofcuriosities “My liege, have you ever tasted cotton candy before? Or are you more of a spicy palate type of cookie?”
There’s a pause.
“Have you ever tasted yourself before and would that be considered cannibalism even if it’s just your own dough — “
She’s squinting at the ceiling, lying on her back on the floor. It’s Q&A time it seems.
Goodness, did a cookie ever stop talking... What with all these silly questions, he'd taken to playing solitaire- one card floating into place above him. Then another. And another.
"I like sweet. I like sour. I like a bit of spicy. I like savory. I hate cotton candy. A bit of cheese is nice." Was it the truth? Or a lie? Who knows. Didn't matter.
The thought of eating ones self, he scrunched his nose at however. Sometimes a scent was misleading and a lick often aided in discoveries, but he wasn't that deranged to snack on someone. Enticing others to delve into their own crimes, that was another story. He certainly had lead a few on to commit such acts, much to the beast's grim delight.
Shadow Milk tossed an offensive ace of hearts over his shoulder, letting it land on Moondreamer's face. The card pulsed like that of an actual beating heart, but it was only in fact a card.
"I dunno," he simply lied. "Maybe you should try a bite. Come to your own conclusion. Kinda curious how much you'd consume before you find your answer. Keke That'd be fun to watch- though don't look at me when you need to regrow an hand or something. I'm perfect, but limbs and things... not my kinda gig."
