Dessert Paradise: Bitter-Step and Sugar
{After accompanying Pilot Cookie and Whipped Cream Cookie on their adventure to the fabled: Dessert Paradise. Along with the return of Sugar Swan Cookie, things seem well... Yet something is amiss.}
[CROB SLIGHT Various / Reader]
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Relaxing beside Pilot Cookie, you smile a bit as the older cookie re-counts the trip the three of you had been on.
"-AND SO...!" He finishes off the story as Blue Slushy Cookie gasps in excitement at the tale as her red feather friend rose a brow at Pilot Cookie.
Nudging Whipped Cream Cookie slightly, you whisper: "I'm a bit suprised you could could carry me back to the plane. You didn't need too." You say, watching the dancer smile fondly at the memory.
"Ah, yes. Well, I couldn't help myself, I didn't want to loose you." He said softly, petting Black Sugar Ducks head kindly. The little fluff-ball squaking at him unhappily, yet she still nuzzled into his arms.
"O-oh.. Hehe." You take a deep breath, hoping your dough wouldn't become hotter. "Thanks, bud'." You turn away, giving your attention back to Pilot Cookie.
The ballerino pauses his petting, slowly reaching a hand out to your shoulder...
"Hey!" Black Sugar Duck quacked at him.
"O-oh, sorry.." The ballet dancers touch soothed her dark feathers. Glancing at his longing expression at you. Envious of him that he got to be so close to you. Much less carry you! Unfair!
"Hmph! You're a coward!" She stated, head raised high as she looked at him. "If I was like you, I could carry them whenever they wish." The small duck huffs at him, feathers ruffling up.
"What's this now?" You turn your attention to Black Sugar Duck and Whipped Cream Cookie, confused.
"O-oh, um..." His pink frosted eyes locked with your own. Words trailing off, not sure what to say.
The duckling sighs, giving her pity to him.
Stomping her flippers, she calls to you. "(Y/N) Cookie, I wanna' carry you too!"
You blink, a small giggle slips out as you gaze down at the bird. "Uh-.. Well, how about I hold you in my lap instead?" You give a look to Whipped Cream Cookie, to see if he was fine with it. The male merely smiles, nodding.
"... I'll consider it." She relents. Waddling over to your lap as she shuffles and gets comfortable. You in turn, lean your head on Whipped Cream Cookies shoulder, still watching Pilot Cookie. "After everything. We made it. I mean- I know we would. B-because of my.. Intuition?"
You play off your blunder. Not sure how to explain you knew the next events in "Peril in Paradise" story arc. Frowning at the thought as you pet Black Suagr Duck.
"Me too.." Whipped Cream Cookie rests his head beside your frosted locks. Gazing at the delightful scene in front of him. "Truly, I couldn't agree more." He mumbles softly.
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Knowing the events after, you sigh at the sight of the Paradise. The air becoming cold, jellies and fruit becoming rotten. It was much creepier in person- or in the dough? You ignore your thoughts. Hoping to find Wind Archer Cookie and the Cookiemals.
Clothes in a bit of disarray and mud, you head forward. Stumbling upon the once shimmering sugar castle. Now shrouded in dark colors a dim lights.
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If (Y/N) Cookie had a costume based on the event. I think it would/n't be on Swan Lake.
I'd like to think It could just be a ballet outfit, but also. It wouldn't make too much sense since Black Suagr Swan and Whip already have one.
But maybe? Maybe based on Odette? Or One of the Swans in lake?
Or! Maybe, based on Paradise outfits, a guardian outfit would look cute!
Blue Slushy Cookie excitedly chirps as she flails around your form. You smile bashfully, adjusting the outfit. "Don't they look cool? Red Panna Cotta Cookie, Wind Archer Cookie!" The smaller guardian chirps.
"They.. Ahem, look decent." Red Panna Cotta coughs in his feathers, glancing away. Wind Archer nods to you, bowing. "It fits you."
Now for Black Sugar Swan and Whip... Different story.
"Hm! Now, even you, (Y/N) Cookie. Can bask in my brilliant's radience! Oho!" Black Sugar Swan coos sweetly, eyeing you from where you stood.
"Black Sugar Du-!"
"QUIET!"
She shrieks, "I.. I will not be reminded of such a feeble bird."
You outstretch your hand, "I.. I'm sorry, but please listen-"
Feeling a hand tug you back, your dough lands on someone else's chest. Blinking, you look at the new presence.
"Whipped Cream Cookie..."
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[Thanks for reading, comments, art, reblogs or hearts are super welcomed! I've been wanting to post this since the update! I love Whips costume, the wholw prince vibe is amazing!]
