𝗕𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘆 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗳𝘂𝗹: Cookies Of Darkness

[Chapter Ten]

(4/4 of today- Hope you enjoy it! :D)

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Flashback:

"...N-No! I can't be falling for m-my...enemy!"

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Narrator's PoV:

Yawning, [Y/N] stretched their arms freely and felt something warm on their face. Weird. Last night, they fell asleep drenched in tears and were restricted. They slightly glanced upwards, to see Licorice still asleep. They had fallen asleep in his arms. However, they couldn't remember exactly all that had happened. Perhaps they were just being comforted. Wouldn't someone have seen them though? Licorice had his arms wrapped around their waist. A bright pink tint spread across their cheeks. They couldn't believe it. [Y/N] sighed, assuming it was a dream. They rested their head on his chest and allowed themself to fall back asleep. They felt a sense of somewhat comfort. A hand stroked the back of their head as they rested comfortably.

A few hours later, they woke up, however, they weren't restricted. Maybe they had forgotten to. Shouting was heard behind the walls. And what person wouldn't want to eavesdrop on the drama? [Y/N] leant against the wall, hearing muffled noises of shouting.

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[Narrator's PoV Still]

"Licorice! What on earthbread were you doing? I said, guard them, not snuggle with them!" Pomegranate exclaimed, throwing yet another ornament at the wall. [Y/N] flinched at the sudden noise.

"Pomegranate! Won't you FUCKING LISTEN?! I WAS COMFORTING THEM! I WAS HELPING THEM OUT- JUST BECAUSE WE'RE COOKIES OF DARKNESS DOESN'T MEAN WE CAN'T HELP PEOPLE!" Licorice aggressively responded, raising his voice with every word. [Y/N] was surprised; they never thought he had a voice like that.

"WATCH YOUR TONE YOUNG MAN- UNLESS YOU WANT TO END UP LIKE THAT FUCKED-UP MESS OF A PRINCE!" She furiously responded, which immediately shut him up. "That's what I thought, now don't make the same mistake again." Pomegranate slammed another door shut, leaving Licorice there, silent. Anger flooded his soul: he hated being treated that way. Like a proper servant. She was no different from the rest; except Dark Enchantress seemed to favour her more.

The door burst open, revealing a pissed-off Licorice. He slammed the door shut violently, and stomped towards [Y/N] in a threatening manner, pointing his finger at them. His actions made them nervous and they backed into their cell. Licorice locked the cell door shut and fell onto his chair. He left them free to move around because he was too tired. However, [Y/N] could be sensitive at times, and crouched in the corner. Licorice glanced over at them, feeling somewhat guilty. "Ok, maybe that was a bit too harsh! B-but...why did I even do that?! Why did I let them sleep on me...!" He thought, leaning back into the seat. He heavily sighed and looked down. He wanted to be doing anything else other than this. He'd much rather be searching the whole world for Dark Choco. Pomegranate was lethal when angry.

Then came the tears. They rolled down [Y/N]'s cheek as they wrapped themself into a ball. [Y/N] wished to be alone right now, or wished to be with their brother, who they haven't seen since a few months ago. He died of a disease that killed him with ease. He couldn't walk for weeks and was constantly vomiting. Whilst [Y/N] vented to themself, Licorice was debating on what to do to himself. At that moment, a bat cat entered the room, rushing towards the pale figure.

"Meow-ster! You'll never guess what!" Bat-cat announced, proudness laced in his voice. The hooded figure's eyes lit up a bright yellow as he waited for his loyal servant's response. "We have found Gingerbrave!". A smirk widened across his face as Bat-Cat spoke those words. He quietly laughed to himself and told Bat-cat to mention it to Pomegranate. He couldn't help but be excited.

"I can't believe you guys get enjoyment from kidnapping innocent beings..." [Y/N] mumbled, wiping their red eyes. A small puddle surrounded them. Licorice went quiet, repeating their words in his head. He arose from the seat and left the room. Probably to talk to Pomegranate. [Y/N] turned back around, and sighed a breath of relief that he was gone. They were friendly just a few minutes ago, but now tension filled the room. Licorice entered the room, calling out for [Y/N] to follow him. A wave of anxiety washed over them, yet followed his command...

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Thanks for reading! :D I'm getting excited for an upcoming chapter (maybe 14) so yeah, mostly this chapter up until 16 will be mainly focused on Licorice, and some others may be focused on other characters. Hope you have liked reading this so far and I appreciate all your support!

-DeeDee