#sparkfort

Sparkling Cookie wore a pleased look mixed with sheer amusement. "So you were planning to try out every single drink on my menu, hm?"

"That's the dream, my dear," Roguefort chuckled as he sipped on his drink.

He wasn't, by all means, a lightweight whenever it came to alcoholic beverages. Yet being in close proximity with the bartender was all it took to intoxicate him.

They did not meet during one of Lady Cheesecake's many lovely parties, no. He first saw Sparkling Cookie in the comfort of his bar one relatively peaceful night. He had a way with words, and his patrons were utterly charmed. In many aspects, the bartender was similar to him. 

The second time he met him was during one of Lady Cheesecake’s banquets.  He didn’t think too much about it at first, he simply wanted a drink and a peaceful place to bide his time before his heist begins. He made for an amazing conversation partner, maybe that was why his services were frequently sought for by Lady Cheesecake.

Things changed when Sparkling Cookie made it apparent that he was definitely sharper and more astute compared to the other cookies when he saw through his disguise. It all went downhill from there.

In the off chance that Sparkling Cookie was present during his heists, he would make it a point to approach him whilst incognito, just to test whether the charming bartender truly could see through his disguises.

He did.

Every. Single. Time.

And Roguefort absolutely loved it.

It didn’t take too long for him to fall absolutely head over heels for the sparkling bartender. How ironic was it that he, a thief of hearts, had his very own stolen!

Roguefort paused in his drinking when he felt a gentle pressure against his cheek. Realizing that he had been in fact kissed on the cheek by none other than the bartender of his dreams himself, the phantom thief straightened himself in his seat.

“Oh?” Intrigued sea-green eyes flitted upwards to meet the bartender’s forest green ones. “Have you perhaps fallen for me, my dear Sparkling Cookie?”

Sparkling Cookie regarded the phantom thief with his trademark charming smile, “Life provides us with many opportunities to try something new, Sir Phantom Thief.” He leaned in close and whispered in the other cookie’s ear. “...And I’m not one to waste it.”

A jolt of electricity traveled down Roguefort’s spine.

He had entered the bar in the guise of Vampire Cookie and no one had questioned his presence in the bar. Even though he already knew that Sparkling could perfectly see through his disguises, the rush he felt whenever he got ‘caught’ never lost its novelty.

So enamored! So in love!