Some languages are spoken in this.
I used google translate so if it's not accurate I am deeply sorry.
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It wasn't as if Crunchy Chip's mind was on the fact that that would've been the last time they'd have an intimate bonding session like that; no, he was too busy getting his body fucked with the sheer force of Wildberry's monster cock.
It certainly wouldn't be on the fact that their execution was on today.
No.
He also was too focused on staying with Wildberry for as long as he could.
A knock. He was forced on his feet, staggering to the door and looking through the peephole, before darting back to the bed and shaking Wildberry awake.
"Hey! HEY! WE GOTTA GO!" Crunchy Chip forcefully slapped Wildberry in the face. "What? What is your damm problem?" He said groggily. Last night had really taken its toll on him.
"We. Have. To. Go. Now!" Crunchy Chip quickly dragged his clothes back on and opened the window. Wildberry did the same and stood beside him.
"Who was it? Who was at the door, Crunchy Chip?"
"Pure Vanilla. And he's not happy. He knows."
"I'm confused. What?"
"You got to be fucking kidding me."
He looked below them. There, the whole community gathered, a large blanket spread from arm to arm, attempting to catch them.
"You think they'll catch us?" Crunchy Chip whispered to the other cookie. "The community has been paranoid ever since... I don't think we shou-"
Before Wildberry could finish that sentence, Crunchy Chip had jumped down, and landed safely in the comfort of the blanket. He beckoned him to join him.
"Come on, Wildberry! It's safe, I am untouched!"
"But what if-" Wildberry felt someone push his legs, throwing out the window. He wasn't quick enough to probably see who it was, but he was certain...
...Hollyberry.
He landed safely, and began to move quickly. But not quick enough.
Those kind arms swallowed them whole.
And stuck once more, they were.
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After listening to the rest of Caramel Arrow's 'sob love story', Black Raisin finally brought herself to intervene; she liked her, but Caramel Arrow didn't like her back. And to make things worse, was that the only thing she could talk about as they potentially shared their final moments together was to talk about that woman who was long dead.
Though, if she hadn't had manners, she would've slapped the shit out of her, there and then.
With those last instinct skills kicking in, they were able to escape the badly tied rope.
"Suck it up." Black Raisin muttered. Caramel Arrow shot her a look. "...what?"
"You fucking heard me!" She then shouted. "I've had enough of you talking about her! She's dead! And you know what? We're next! And I thought you had a brain- to maybe- you know- do something before we die! But no! You're talking about her-"
Smack!
A well deserved smack hit Black Raisin's face with such force, she could've sworn she saw stars at that moment.
"You-"
"You are so fucking disrespectful," Caramel Arrow whispered, before standing up and going to the door, rattling the doorknob. "Shit. It's locked. I swear I still have that hair clip." She took her hair out; frantically searching for that hair clip, whilst Black Raisin watched her, still holding her throbbing cheek.
"oui! je l'ai trouvé! maintenant pour déverrouiller la porte..." Caramel Arrow forced it into the lock. With a few twisting and rattling, it unlocked. Surprisingly.
"Huh..?"
Caramel Arrow turned around, then frowned. "Ah. tu. Je suis tellement content que tu ne comprennes pas le français. tu n'aimerais pas ce que je vais te dire." She walked out, Black Raisin not far behind her.
"eh, traduccion? no entiendo frances." Black Raisin responded, receiving a groan in response.
"¡Déjame en paz, eres tan grosera!" Caramel Arrow shout-whispered at her, then sped up her pace.
"Mira, lo siento por lo que dije. Estaba molesto por cómo hablabas tanto de ella. me dio celos." Caramel Arrow stopped. "Really?"
"Yes. I just- I couldn't get over the fact you liked someone that wasn't... well. Me."
And just then, they smelt something... unusual. Smoke.
The two had never ran faster. Pushing through the large crowds, jumping over large piles of wood...
...To see, what looked like a giant Bon fire? 4 metal poles and rope lay beside the two.
"que se passe t-il ici?"
The crowd began to throw the wood into the burning pile. The flames grew bigger and hotter by the minute, until the decided it was enough for the moment.
"Should we go and get them?" One of the people in the many crowds asked. "I already sent some to get them. There's no room for... fakes."
"Wait, what?"
Another crowd of people walked into the plaza, two bags almost too visible to the eyes. They sat them down and carefully opened it.
It didn't make sense, though.
Perhaps they had gotten it wrong.
They were hanging up the unconscious bodies of Pure Vanilla and Hollyberry.
YOU ARE READING
Till death do us part.
AventuraThey come from two different kingdoms, and they were assigned to do one thing: protect. It wasn't in the program to fall in love, so why did one all of a sudden do so..? A Wildberry x Crunchy Chip cookie ship.
