FIRST CRK ONESHOT BOOK

The argument, part 2 (more angst lets go)

Licorice stood there, shocked. He couldn't believe it. It was oh-so stupid of him to assume he could get away with talking to a good cookie...Why did he even think of doing such a thing in the first place? Why does he have to be this way? Why can't he just be a regular evil guy? Why is he so scared of Dark Enchantress? He just wanted to be known...not like this, though. Being hated by someone he lov-...Liked. Someone he liked. Would he even be allowed to love him, after the things he has done? Would things EVER get better? Not for him. It felt terrible. He was still shocked over the events that had happened. He stood there, barely managing to not cry. "...Dark Enchantress...may I be dismissed...?" Licorice stared at the ground, not daring to make eye contact. "Hm...fine. Let this be a lesson though. I see everything." Dark Enchantress scowled, upset with Licorice and his actions. Licorice slowly walked to his room, barely keeping himself together. He hoped tomorrow would be better. Once he got to his bed, the tears started falling. He cried hysterically, wondering why things had to be this way. He eventually sobbed himself to sleep. He got very little sleep that night, and for a bit it would be the best sleep he's gotten since the argument.