Requested by: Huyduc8877 (THANK YOU FOR REQUESTINGGGGGGGGGGG)
Lore: takes place whenever Dark Cacao theoretically would be back from the council. I'm gonna do some ELA teacher ass analysis after tho so ppl understand what I was trying to go for.
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After everything was repaired, which happened over the period Dark Cacao had been at the council, it was like it was before. But it wasn't snowy or harsh, it had been about 65 degrees (18C) and perfectly sunny.
Though adjusted to the winter, Crunchy Chip and his wolves relished this. They sat down in the grass and cuddled, making Dark Cacao chuckle in amusement.
"You adjusted quickly." He remarked, kneeling next to the smiling cookie.
"The warmth reminds me of Wildberry, I don't know why but I like it!" Chip explained, petting his main wolf Buddy. (I don't know the wolf's name so I call him that).
"Alright. I'm gonna head up to my headquarters and unpack, if you don't mind." Dark Cacao said, walking into the castle with his bags.
After a long walk, he arrived in his room. He flicked on the switch and suddenly everything came back to him, the betrayal and pain he faced... how he was forced into a form he hadn't wanted anyone to even know about. Affogato was sitting calmly on his bed waiting for him.
Without breaking eye contact, Dark Cacao set his bags to his feet and reached for his sword.
"There's no need, sir." Affogato said solemnly, standing up yet not approaching. "I have failed you, and I've come to apologize for that."
Dark Cacao raised an eyebrow. "You know my history on forgiveness, Affogato. Why do you suddenly have the balls to approach in such a manner? You were never one for true emotions."
Affogato took a deep breath. "Unfortunately, I wasn't..." He paused, and replied but with his voice breaking. "...Accepted into the darkness. It rejected me, therefore I'd like to start over. I realize now that I've taken advantage of you, all of them, and I'd like to make up for it."
Dark Cacao placed his hands by his sides, though he had an emergency dagger he could easily reach for if necessary. "So, you essentially took a shot and regretted it?"
"Yes, and... Ulterior motives have brought me back. A crush if you will." He smiled weakly, and with his hands up, approached Dark Cacao. "On you."
Dark Cacao blushed. "What?" He seemed embarrassed and confused, yet into it at the same time.
"Yes, a love interest. Just the way you swing that sword is so... appealing to me. The way you handle everyone, the way you defy odds! It's oh so sexy and intriguing." Affogato gently grabbed Dark Cacao's arm, clearly gaining his trust. "And I was wondering if maybe I could be reintroduced to the kingdom as more of a... partner, per se?"
"Well I... I'm unsure. You are quite nice, and there is that possibility of it just being a fad." Dark Cacao sighed, not knowing what to do. "Everyone would be mad at me. It'd especially suck because I've just grown a close, fatherly bond with Crunchy Chip Cookie, our wolf squadron. I don't know what he'd say or do-"
"Well fuck him! Not literally, but if he doesn't understand that you have a love interest, then to hell with him! To hell with all of them if they don't understand the feelings you feel for me, and the way I reciprocate them." Affogato smiled and hugged Dark Cacao's arm tightly. "Just think of the fun we could have together! My staff was the evil in me, but I've tossed it aside, I'm now the pure me. Just you and me, together, sleeping in the same bed while giggling about stupid drunken tales... picture that."
Dark Cacao's face was red with a small, innocent smile plastered onto it. "That... we could give it a shot. Just you and me, playing out the fantasies you want." He pulled Affogato into a tight hug. "Maybe we could... cuddle?"
"That sounds perfect!"
The two walked over to his bed. After removing his armor and putting on a fresh pair of clothes, the two settled into bed. They talked all the rest of the day and into the night, falling asleep a little past 11. All of the sudden, there was a thud. Affogato's staff had fallen in the corner and onto the floor. And boy did he fuck up.
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The analysis: I did like some metaphorical ass bullshit with his staff cuz if you'd so kindly notice *licks the page of my bullshittery book.* He mentions that his staff was cursed (hey that reminds me of someone!) and that he tossed it. But in the end, he didn't.
I wanted it to be like some uhhh, some stuff where he's just lying to get the Kingdom. Inheritance if you will. The Westing game type bullshit without the murder guessing game for lack of a better reference.
In my head, Dark Cacao also easily falls in love because he 'failed' the first time (and probably some other times BEFORE Dark Choco's conception.) :thumbsup:
