~strawberry crepe cookie POV~
"Ugh...what happened...?" I asked, groaning. just a moment later, I was pulled into a hug. "Huh?" I questioned. I realized it was my best friend hugging me: (C/N). Suddenly, a spike of pain hit me, making me whimper in pain.
"You good, crepe?" (C/N) asked worryingly. The looked even more concerned hearing me in pain. I yelped as I felt the cuts and wounds on my dough sting. (C/N) grabbed a bottle from the table and poured a bit into a miniature measuring cup. Once the had measured it, the handed it to me. "Drink this. It will help with the pain," they told me. I grabbed the small cup and gulped it down quickly, ignoring the foul taste.
"Ugh...thanks..." I stuttered out. My voice was still shaky dew to the remaining pain. "So...what did happen...?" I asked. (C/N) sighed before answering.
"I don't know..." they admitted. "You we're gone for a while so I decided to go look for you. I found you passed out on the ground so I rushed you back here," the told me. "But, I did see a cake hound with a bunch of jam staining their fur. And it didn't look like they were the wounded one..." my eyes widened, remembering what had happened.
~(C/N) POV~
I sighed and pulled crepe in for a hug. They hugged me back, tears beginning to form in their eyes. "I'm sorry..." I heard them say softly.
"What?" I asked, confused on why they were apologizing.
"IM SORRY! I SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SO WEAK!" They screamed, tears of cream now rolling down their Cheeks. Immediately comforted them, gently rubbing their back. We may have both been kids, but I was always the motherly one.
We sat there for a few moments. crepe was sobbing in my arms while I was still comforting them. "Their is no need to apologize crepe," i told them. "You did nothing wrong." Crepe then began to sob uncontrollably, latching on to my matching cape for support.
Once they had calmed down a bit, they had the strength to speak again. "Thank you...(C/N)..." they said.
"Your welcome, crepe."
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Magical engineering (strawberry crepe cookie x reader) yes this is platonic
Fanfiction(NOTE THAT THIS STORY USES MY OWN HEADCANONS AND IS NOT CANON TO THE ORIGINAL STORY IN MOST WAYS) ever since you were 9, you were friends with none other than strawberry crepe cookie. once you had woken up from a deep slumber during the war, you fou...
