The cookies of Black Raisin's village recently decided she'd had a bit too much work weighing on her shoulders, so they decided to put her off of her usual guard work to give her a break, recommended some therapy too perhaps for all the shit she'd seen.
Unfortunately, the nearest and most convenient office was Goat Butter's. While Black Raisin wasn't very happy about leaving for a vacation, she just decided to suck it up and go through with her appointment anyway.
She walked up to the office's entrance, one of her Raisin Crows she brought along ringing the door for her, and she huffed, leaning against the wall as she awaited someone to answer.
Goat Butter was just finished fixing Lord Butters' little cake top hat and smiled as he watched the little cake hound snuggle in it, since this was just his time for a break as well, but then he heard a knock at the door, and took his original top hat and headed to the door, only to see Black Raisin leaned against the side. He smiled calmly before nodding.
"Miss Black Raisin, looks like you're just on time for your appointment today. Please have a seat and I'll get things ready for you." He'd mention, stepping aside the door frame.
He entered the room and checked the back of the entrance door. He always kept a corkboard there to keep track of his sessions today with other cookies, but also know who to enslave and who to use as a corporate puppet- I mean, anyways!
Black Raisin nodded and entered the office, taking her seat.
"Greetings... Mr... Goat Butter, was it?" *She sounded audibly tired though mostly calm... but gave off the vibe that she was easily irritated.
"It's nice to meet you, I suppose... so... how... exactly... is this going to help me with my... 'stress'? Forgive me, I don't... exactly know much about this practice."
Goat Butter nodded as he then left the door open for any future patients, since while he didn't schedule them at the exact same time, saves him working hours if they accidentally end up early.
He then walked towards Black Raising and fixed his monocle before sitting down next to the one-armed cookie.
"Well, this practice helps you relax in a way. It opens up your subconscious mind, and it also aids in adjusting your breathing often. And if you were curious, no, this practice does not injure you whatsoever."
He'd state, as he looked at the other with a soft and calm smile, as he was about to bring out his pocket watch from his pockets.
"I suppose you've been dealing with stress recently?"
"Uh-huh.... my village says that my... guard duty is taking its toll on me," Funnily enough, Raisin made it sound like she didn't believe them that much... and that'd honestly be somewhat true.
To her, her duty as protector was something that was mandatory, something she couldn't bring herself to turn down because these cookies needed protection... but alas, here she was, on break. Forced to be on break actually because she was so damn stubborn.
Goat Butter nodded as he then took out the pocket watch and prepared for the induction phase. "Well, let's get started then, shall we? We can make sure that your stress and some of those intrusive thoughts drift away as we begin, hm?"
He'd state, as he then began swinging the golden watch before the cookie's eyes, as his other hand began lightly massaging her shoulder. He smiled devilishly behind her back as he began his session as usual, swinging the-
It would've gone just as normal... had Black Raisin's crow not started loudly squawking at the door before someone intruded into the room, bursting the door open whether or not it was locked.

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