Responsibility

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[Art above is not mine]

Ever since Oyster had died, her adopted kids were forced to be heirs since Oyster hadn't made any others.

This was a lot of stress, something none were prepared for.

Melted oyster had relied on Oyster, so her death made them a panicking mess.

Ice expresso comforted her sister, melted oyster.

Half shell oyster, often called half shell for short now of days, had always been the risky trouble making one.

And suddenly she was forced to be the responsible one.

Half shell just stayed strong for her sisters, since Ice expresso had to be like a caretaker for Melted oyster now.

She took care of house oyster.

The next meeting some elders weren't happy about these changes.

"And who decided to let a cracked weak and frail cookie  run house oyster?!" Elder custard exclaimed in anger.

"Elder custard." Clotted cream said sternly

"What?!" Elder custard shot back

Half shell who had been dragging stress around like a heavy weight looked like she was gonna snap, and well, she did.

"And who decided to let your greedy old ass be in power of house custard, HUH?!" She yelled pissed

The elders stared at her shocked, but clotted cream was just so done and too tired to even give two shits. 

Elder custard started at half shell as she summoned spikes, almost hitting some other elders. The last one was right under his chin, right near his neck. He leaned back as not to get hit by the spikes.

Each spike was dipped in fresh cookie blood, though the smell told you they were days or months even old.

Elder custard and the other elders stared at the blood in horror.

"I may have cracked upon creation but that doesn't mean I'm weak." Half shell growled, "Think twice, or you'll end up like my victims."

Millie- feuille stood frozen in horror, knowing half shell was one of oyster's kids. And she realized she was in a lot of trouble...

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