Adventures with Vodka Cookie

First day of travel, and lesson learned.

~~Flashback~~

Here, we start the day off with blueberry birds chirping as they delivered their little packages. The day had been fairly quiet, no missions nor bounty had popped up..

Vodka Cookie was just dying from boredom. They wanted to do something. Something that'd take like... maybe five years? Or more. But they just needed something to do! Everything was too peaceful here! Their village was just a town of peaceful folks. No one really threw hands unless it was SERIOUSLY necessary.

"I need something to do.. Something FUN!" They cried out, smacking their hands onto their desk. The young cookie was frustrated, kicking their feet up and kicking their desk, making themself fall backwards from their chair and land on the ground with a loud THUD! And making the wall tremble from the impact. Then something dropped onto Vodka Cookie's head from the shelf above them. They held it up, looking at it properly.

"A map..?" They muttered. It was just a boring old map of.. Crispia! "I got it!" Vodka Cookie jumped up from the, accidentally kicking their desk and sending papers and notebooks flying.

Vodka Cookie stumbled through their hallway, slipping and smacking the ground a few times but they quickly scrambled into their father's office. The one they were told NOT to go in. They snatched the more accurate map of Crispia from the office wall and ran back into their own room and began grabbing things they might need.. although, they were rather inexperienced.

They packed up the essentials and began their trip to the outside world, excitement coursing through their jam.

On the first day, Vodka Cookie had traveled through the snowy forest surrounding their little village. It was freezing but Vodka Cooke somehow didn't seem to shake from the cold. Instead, they merely set up a tent when night fell, and slept through the peaceful snowy night.

Little did they know, a large chocolate bear(idk it's a grizzly bear ;-;) had spotted their unfortunate tent.

Later, the new traveler heard the sound of snow gently crunching under something heavy. They woke up in a daze, rubbing their eyes in confusion. They heard the soft breaths of the bear as it circled their tent slowly. It sniffed the ground, looking for prey. Vodka Cookie woke up in an instant, sitting up in their sleeping bag.

The sleeping bag made a rustling noise, making the choco bear stop and listen. Vodka froze up, wondering if they should move or not. They heard that with a choco bear, one would have to play dead, but in some cases, cookies would still be found out.

Vodka, being the idiot they were.. Got out of their tent with a large stick at their side and attempted to attack the choco bear, resulting in the bear clawing at them and leaving a nasty wound on their arm.

The bear then ran off after Vodka managed to punch it in the face. They got a good hit one that damn bear.

They managed to at least bandage their fresh wound up, tying it with a piece of cloth. They decided to stay up for the rest of the night, dozing off a few times. On that day, they learned a valuable lesson.. Stay on guard, any time you're in the forest, you have to stay vigilant.

The next day, Vodka Cookie managed to find a small village and got themself patched up. At least they knew never to fight a bear with a stick.