#campanula cookie

*makes First Jam’s (girl) friend Goth with a ton of angst to go with it* “nothing bad will happen if I do this ☺️ “

*boss music proceeds to get louder*

“why do I hear boss music?-“

//NON CANON//

Gotta say it’s a lot better to keep track of it in my head…. Would I do this again? Hopefully not but there you go!

you wish has been granted!

Campanula- “Why thank you, your compliments are appreciated”

Meanwhile Storyteller…

Like bro… this is more than half the canvas and there’s still more!!

at first it was a joke…. But bro…. I don’t think it’s a joke anymore….

AAAAAAAA I LOVE HER I LOVE HERRR

totally not wondering how she feels seeing the harejam aus since yknow.....yknow...

Campanula -like all the other Harebells- hold First jam in a special place in her heart. However she knows that First Jam wouldn't approve of what she plans to do and therefore keeps her feelings for her buried.

She will try to keep her presence hidden from her so they hopefully wouldn’t cross paths, not because she dislikes her. But more so she doesn’t have to see her in this state. She is set on what she plans to do towards those who have made her suffer, she can’t have someone interfere… or make her doubt herself.

after all some and almost all of the other harebells memories including her own, with first jam in them were good memories.

omg it’s worse than we thought…. She turned Emo!!

also yay another au! Technically a self aware one at that!

Meet Harebell Campanula Cookie, after finally unlocking her memories, she didn’t absorb just her past memories but all of the other harebells as well, their feelings muddling with her own, it was like her body was struggling to stay in one piece with all of this magic being absorbed into her dough.

unfortunately her body began to crumble and the left side of her face began to crumble away revealing the void that lied beneath the surface. Luckily her body began to heal just enough where the crumbling stopped after taking her left eye.

shaken up after such an event, she would lock herself up In her bookstore saying that due to some events her bookstore will be closed for a while while desperately trying to hide her face from other cookies.

once inside she would immediately look in the mirror only to see just how bad the damage was. She knew that no amount of healing could fix this…

it took her a long time to accept all of this…. Her magic fully returned…. Her memories as well but at what cost?… perhaps it would’ve been better to stay as CrèmeHare, blissfully ignorant of the past and what her other lives were like…. How she had suffered in each one… some being given happy endings and others…

However as each day passed her mental state was crumbling as well… her feelings becoming more unstable everytime she recalled certain memories from her other lives…

so much so that one day it all boiled up and her magic went haywire, causing her mirror to shatter into pieces but what remained was a portal of sorts… a abyss like void that seemed to be calling her… she didn’t even realize her body was moving on its own before she was already inside…

All kinds of mirrors on big and small from all around Earthbread… even to some places that didn’t look like how Earthbread looked currently…

“What… is this place?” She wondered…

“Not exactly sure but with all the mirrors around I believe the Mirror Realm would be a good fit for it don’t you think little bell?~”

CrèmeHare stumbled back on hearing the voice, when she turned and saw… a version of herself…yet this version seemed odd…. Out of place…

“Hmmm~ seems like the little hare absorbed too much information at once, must be taking quite a toll on her mental state?”

Her voice sickeningly sweet but laced with poison as she asked her questions. Almost as if she is enjoying her torment.

“Who are you?-…. Wait… you are… no.. but you should be!-“

“Dead? That’s the funny thing little one… I can’t exactly die~ for while I may look like a Harebell but I’m far from it… I’m merely a representation of Harebell’s Madness brought to life. But enough about me… let’s talk about you little bell!~”

The cookie was right in her face now, uncomfortably so if she might add…

“I believe you liked to address yourself as Storyteller-“

“ding! ding! little bell!~ seems like you do have good memory after all!” Storyteller would give an unsettling wide grin that seemed impossible to replicate.

CrèmeHare can already tell that this is going to be eventful with her around….

over time she would regularly visit the Mirror Realm and see Storyteller there watching the mirrors constantly as if it was a show of sorts of cookies living out their lives normally.

“Oh back so soon little bell?~ wondering about that shattered mirror are you?~” Storyteller could tell that Harebell, well she preferred to be called CrèmeHare as being called by that name… still didn’t feel right to her.. it felt as though it wasn’t truly hers.

And she despised that feeling… to be as though she was only a temporary thing just for the old her to recover and come back… no… this was her life now.., she gave the old one up… that version of her died a long time ago… and it will stay that way as long as she has anything to say about it…

Storyteller can sense all of this madness taking a hold of CrèmeHare but it was different then her own… one that wasn’t built on escaping… but to change fate… and it excited her to see this change!

“Hmmm~ let’s say I know how to get that old mirror working again? What would you do with that power little bell?~”

….there was silence before she slowly turned to Storyteller, and those eyes! Yes those are the eyes she was looking for! Ones that have been blinded by pure darkness it is as if looking into a void!

“I want to make all of those who made me suffer in those last lives to crumble… I no longer want to feel weak and helpless, to run away like some coward… to be nothing more than what I’m destined to be…”

“This time… I’ll be in charge of my own DESTINY .”

Storyteller smiled maniacally at CrèmeHares now expressionless face, but she can tell that behind it is one who is consumed by darkness, by pure hatred.

and. She. LOVED. IT! So of course she kept to her word and helped CrèmeHare-

“Campanula…. That will be who I am now… No longer will I be apart of HER existence or succumb to her fates… I will write my own fate..”

oh pardon her! Ahem! …. helped Campanula with the Mirror and the way to do it was use a very old incantation to restore its power. Once competed though her body will be physically connected to the mirror. If destroyed, she too will perish along with it.

“Wow!~ seems like someone’s got a new look! Hehe!~”

Campanula’s appearance changed drastically, her limbs now slightly burnt and her once pure cream hair now turned to a pitch black with only some remnants of what was her original hair. Of course the outfit was tailored made by Storyteller to fit the new look.

“Perfect!~ looking like a true Villain!~ oh I can’t wait to see how your story will unfold little bell! I hope it will be a Wonderful Tragedy indeed!~”

Storyteller would exclaim in wicked delight.