Guh,,,, slides this over. With a quick cringy blurb about her past. Ok back to my cave,,,
When Strawberry Jam Cookie first opened her eyes a man stood in front of her, his eyes shining as he embraced her within his arms “My dear Strawberry Chocolate Cookie… you’re alive again…” he sobbed into her shoulders. Yet she sat there staring blankly at the wall. Machinery and gears scattered the floor, how dirty, how putrid. But what could she do? Her head pulsed in pain, she didn’t understand, she couldn’t even describe this emptiness she felt in her very heart.
As years had passed, Apple Fritter Cookie tended to Strawberry Jam Cookie’s every move. His eyes shot through her artificial dough, for once she felt something. This awful twisting feeling within her core. She wanted to scratch out whatever was inside it. But she couldn’t. She had a purpose to fulfill. She made sure to act the way Apple Fritter Cookie wanted her to, acting a role in a play she doesn’t even know the lines for.
He didn’t let her leave the house, no he couldn’t even leave her be. She couldn’t defy what he wanted. His loving whispers made her feel utterly sick in the stomach. She was left with the stacks of fairytales and novels that covered the shelves; meant for her.
Then, the dark flour overtook the city, Apple Fritter’s paranoia grew, so much so he couldn’t bear the thought that any other cookie would dare to even look at his reanimated lover again that he stored her in this box, bind it with magic, and hid her away deep in the forest.
“I did this because I love you.”
Those words will forever resonate in mind.
In the darkness Strawberry Jam felt bitter relief wash over her the darkness felt comforting, for once she was alone. Despite her wishes coming true a pit in her stomach remained. She felt empty again. All that progress building her ability to feel, to touch, to express. Gone the moment she was left in the embrace of not a single soul.
Yet the last this she heard… it stuck
If this is what love was…
Then she’ll never let her dear Prince Charming leave her ever again.
In the present she was awoken by a group of cookies, yet only one caught her eye. A hooded figure with a gaze so soft she felt as if she was truly a cookie again.
Y/N. She assumed she that they must be the one who had found and opened her box. Awoken her by pure surprise. What Y/n expected danger was a sweet and gentle woman holding their hand gleaming, absolutely infatuated.
She met her one true love. Yes, that must be it!
She’ll do whatever it takes to have it. Even if it meant crushing every single cookie that would even merely exist in their direction.
- she can crush an entire cookie’s skull with one punch. (That is if she is holding back. She’s not a cookie after all,,, mostly)
-she has freakishly good reaction time, she was built after Apple Fritter’s dead lover and doubled as a house bodyguard.
-she literally can not stay crumbled. Her body will always end up back at the box she was put in. (which Y/n fucked up by bringing,,,)
-she’s based off of Still in Love (umamusume) and Amo (Gachiakuta)
Sprites!! (Rip Strawberry Chocolate Cookie,,, you wouldn’t be Crowned’s opp if you were normal…)
OMG, SHE’S PERFECT-a welcome addition to the Brittle Batch, where Y/N Cookie is the mission! Still in Love as inspiration omg, peak ball knowledge
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You: “Alright, I’m preparing to open the box. Get ready.”
Dumpling Cookie: “I still think this isn’t a wise idea. All we have to go off are the written ramblings of the original owner of this box when we traced the magic trail back towards a broken down house. From the looks of it, he wanted to make sure whatever is inside this box to not see the horrors of war or much outside the box at all…ugh.”
Salsa Cookie: “It doesn’t sound subtle enough to be any sort of trap….”
You: “If the Cookie who wanted this kept away from the Dark Flour War all those years ago cherished it deeply, then I’ll do him a favor and ensure what’s inside is kept safe. What if it’s an heirloom or something?”
Crowned Cupcake Cookie: “Darling, I don’t think an heirloom could be something as big as that box…”
Salsa Cookie: “Did you just…disagree with Y/N Cookie for once?”
Dumpling Cookie: “Uh, I think so.”
Crowned Cupcake Cookie: “I’m not THAT much of a yes-woman.”
Salsa Cookie: “If Y/N Cookie jumped off a cliff, would you?”
Dumpling Cookie: “I think any of us would…”
Salsa Cookie: “….Graham it, you’re right. Forget I asked that!”
Crowned Cupcake Cookie: “I just have this strange feeling about this box. Like it’s taunting me…”
You: “Sheesh. If it’s bothering even you, then you all might have a point. Alright, a quick peek to see what it is and I’ll have this placed in inventory.”
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“Please. I’m doing this because I love you, my dear Strawberry Chocolate Cookie. No matter what, nothing will ever stop me from saying that to you…”
A part of Strawberry Jam Cookie was relieved to be free of that predicament. As honest as Apple Fritter Cookie’s love was for her, she had felt suffocated being stuck in his home with no way of ever seeing the world outside…his loving whispers only bring impossible twists to her stomach.
On the other, it’s been so long since she was stuck in this box. Unable to move, speak, listen in this empty void she has called home for years. It was like she escaped one big container only to be placed in a much smaller one that left her even more trapped then before. However…she did have one feeling she’s been stuck with this whole time, this sense of…yearning that only grew more and more as she remained in the box…
“Please. I’m doing this because I love you”
“No matter what, nothing will ever stop me from saying that to you…”
If there was one thing she took from Apple Fritter, it was that. The Cookie that would open the box imprisoning her would be the Cookie she is fated to be with, like those stories she would read.
That Cookie would not leave her sight.
She would love that Cookie with all of her artificial heart.
Nothing and no Cookie was going to stand in the way of her and her dearest.
She would do all this because she loved them…
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The entourage were shocked to see what awaited them inside the box wasn’t valuables, furniture, or even a trap. It was a Cookie!
You: “Is that a Cookie?!”
Dumpling Cookie: “The ramblings weren’t crazy at all, there was a Cookie in that box!”
Salsa Cookie: “Yeah, we can all see that now!”
Strawberry Jam Cookie: “!”
Crowned Cupcake Cookie: “Y/N Cookie, get back!”
Crowned Cupcake grabbed your hand and pulled you towards her, but the Cookie in the box reached forward and gently held your hand with hers as she pulled you back to her. Her hold was soft, but she pulled with enough force to have Crowned let go in shock.
You found yourself in the embrace of this Cookie, not knowing how to respond right away. She gazed at into your eyes with loving adoration.
Strawberry Jam Cookie: “I found you at last…”
Strawberry Jam Cookie: “My true sweetest love!”
Dumpling Cookie: “Pfft what?”
Crowned Cupcake Cookie: “WHAAAAATTTT?!”
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