A Special Type Of Gnache (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Five: Aiding

CRUNCHY CHIP'S POV:

"...Do you think he's alive...?"

"You check! His face looks awful... and I'm carrying my ukulele with me so my hands are a bit full."

"Well I'm holding my poted plant named Perry! How do you expect me to look at him."

"Fine. Jeez, I'll do it. I feel terribly bad though... Who could of done this? I mean, based on what he's wear he definitely isn't around here."

"I don't know... His wolves are still here as well and they're sleeping."

...

My eyes were shut. I can't remember anything except absolutely being punched as fast as a silver bullet aiming for someone's head. He never even told me his name, but the man woke up on the stump and had the guts to ask me what was going on like he wasn't the one that was beating my ass up. Ridiculous. I was also preparing our plates too! We were gonna eat bear jelly burgers w buttery croissants and berry stew as well. I also prepared him the ointment I have for him from espresso cookie and was going to give it to him after. Why did he even beat me up anyways? I was just trying to be nice and make him some food.

Who am I kidding. I'm crunchy chip cookie, leader and head of the wolves and one of Dark Cacaos trusty assistants. We suffer from the harshest conditions and strongest snow blizzards everyday with our hard shell armor. I will not show any sympathy for the unfortunate people and will never show kindness to strangers other then the Dark Cacao Kingdom. Our warriors have other priorities to fight such as the battle with dark enchantress cookie and the deep liquorice sea.

But for some reason I used my small and tiny bit of kindness to a guy from the holly berry kingdom that is strangely buff who beat up all my cream wolves.

Now I'm here... On the middle of the ground. With multiple bruises. And the fact not knowing if my wolves are injured or dead again.

"I... I think he's waking up."

My eyes open slowly being blinded by the light of the sun. The smell of food still lingers, but its weaker and less poignant. It comes to my attention that I can see two cookies looking down on me above my head, they both have light tan cookie bases with seperate characteristics.

One has hair that is a gradation of many shades of light green with a little drop of dew on his hair, come to think of it, I am pretty sure his hair is made out of leaves. His eyes are hazel like chestnuts as he has a different appeal of looks coming to clothing. Covering his top area lies a brown tunic like shirt with a white apron layering on top. There is a small little sprout design in the middle as well indicating that plants contribute to his lifestyle of hair and hobbies. The tiny tan hands carry a potted plan to the center of his stomach area as his eyes look down in grief or, guiltyness.

The other one is different however, as he looks straight up from a sugary mystical forest field. He has light tan pigmented skin which looks almost exactly the same as the other cookies skin. A Viridian eye lies on the right of his face, the other one being covered by his white long wavy hair with a tint of light green to it. On top of the hair lies a giant green flower hat representing a lily covering most of his scalp. The design of the hat is complex, a silky ribbon like string wraps around the top pointy part which is likely securing the hat from expanding. There is also a small little white flower attached to the vine which is probably for appearance wise.

His attire is rather complex. I cannot tell if it's clothes or plants cause it is very similar to what the hat look like. From the top area, it's a green like cloth with another string or vine wrapping lightly around it's neck so it doesn't fall off. In the lower area of his torso has almost like a dress type leaf dress that is a shade of castleton green which has a smooth texture. Covering his feet area lies two round tunic brown shoes while holding a unique like ukulele.