Tonight was a bit more... mystical. A creature walked the streets outside the office, unknowingly stopping in front of it to rest. It was a cloaked, colorful unicorn, but... it seemed almost gloomy, lost, and confused. It wasn't a frequent visitor, that was for sure. It was like the unicorn knew something was wrong, but couldn't quite figure out why. The equine sat in front of the office door and hung its head low... not realizing this would be a dire mistake.
As per usual, the fact that Goat Butter, even at night, still had primed his security system. Go figure, with four cookies who tried to attack suddenly under his command, it'd be obvious by now that not even a normal cookie would be safe from this.
This time however, this wasn't a potion or a dangling pocket watch..instead it seemed to be some sort of mist. Somewhere, a hidden fog machine had been producing the modified potion gas surrounding the unicorn, which seems to have that same very effect as any of Goat's previous hypnosis methods. However, this one was different.
It seemed to be more towards dreamy and like of laying down on the clouds than sudden submission, oddly fitting for the cookie who was at his door step at this hour. Suddenly it felt like the victim was in some sort of Dreamland, where all they could think about was Goat Butter and his power and 'kindness' to his fellow kind.
Speaking of the bastard, he was asleep in the bed with Eclair on his left side, Clotted on his other, and Affogato being asleep near his crotch area.
Meanwhile, the unicorn outside let out a loud neigh of surprise, rearing up and kicking a little as it saw the gas surrounding it, then galloping around in its confusion, but soon, the more the mist began to take effect, the more the unicorn began to relax.
It sat down, pondering the thoughts that were intruding its way into its head. Soon it went back to laying on its stomach, its tranquil smile finally returning. It didn't know this... cookie that suddenly began to flash in its head, but for some reason, it wished to meet him now... but the unicorn was patient.
The sounds of gallops alerted Goat Butter, and luckily, he didn't wake up any of his slaves this time. So, he let Eclair and Clotted cuddle Affogato while he headed downstairs to check on the door. He made sure he didn't come down naked and at least put on a set of pants and a night gown to get dressed, so he was that indecent. He'd then open the door and noticed that his new mist trap was... successful.
"...what? Since when did a unicorn decided to come to my office..." He'd state, before deactivating the machine with a lever just behind the front door and walked towards it.
He was confused, since he had his tech wizards program that thing to only activate when cookies are around, but this isn't...a...cookie. Suddenly it clicked to him. This wasn't any regular unicorn, it was THE Cream Unicorn.
To really prove his suspicion, he looked at the unicorn and spoke, "transform to your cookie form." He then stood back and waited until the order was properly deciphered and received.
The beautiful unicorn perked upon hearing Goat Butter, snapping out of its tranquil daze and standing up. Though soon it obeyed and transformed back into its even more beautiful cookie form, a few sparkles flying around and everything as their dreamy and calming presence mostly took ahold of the scene. The dreamwalker looked awestruck to see him, "It's... you. The one in my dreams... who are you?"
Goat Butter widened his eyes in shock. He wasn't shocked at the fact that his assumption was as true as night, it was the fact that his magic had worked on what he thought was some fucking celestial entity. A dream walker. A cookie that wouldn't be phased by man's work. He literally just defied the hierarchy system, TWICE. He shook his head before looking at Cream Unicorn with an amused look.
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