i͓̽t͓̽a͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽t͓̽a͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽S͓̽I͓̽C͓̽K͓̽ ͓̽S͓̽I͓̽C͓̽K͓̽ {Cookie Run}

𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

The Following Story Will Contain:

*Depictions of Alcohol, Drunkenness, and potential Alcoholism (...whatever you'd consider Vampire Cookie to be)

*Poisoning, used as a means of Self-Harm

*Suicidal Themes

*Hematemesis (in Cookie form)

Lighter warnings:

*Implied Sparkvamp (doesn't go any further than the games themselves which is why I didn't tag it, didn't want to bait anyone who ships them, but I thought it was worth a heads up)

*Some appearance from characters exclusive to Ovenbreak and Tower of Adventures (really this is just a note for "none of these are OCs")

(If anything should be added to the warnings, please tell me)

Thank you to my friend sleep.starvedd from discord for the assistance with some writing, and to my friend driftwoodmfb from tumblr for creating the cover image (the background for the image was created by Nou, and it comes from the original MV for the song that inspired this fic) . And to everyone whom I showed this fic to before it was finished. 

(This fic is also posted on my tumblr)

Inspired by the song ベノム/Venom by Kairiki Bear

「ドクドク呑み込んで 苦しんで泣いて

吐き出せないの ベノ ベノム （VENOM）

さよなら」

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Grape juice.

She couldn't escape the smell of it within her home. Every day, every time she walked anywhere except for her room/lab, and especially any time she saw her own brother.

Alchemist Cookie's existence was less happy than it would've seemed from the outside, or than she really preferred to present it to others. And it all came down to one thing:

Vampire Cookie.

Embarrassing, was it not? How much he relied on her, his little sister, to keep him healthy, to keep the house tidy, to keep him together. He didn't ever take care of her, she wondered if he'd even notice if she were to ever fall sick and need taking care of, or if he'd just be happy to have that awful nagging away from him, as if she didn't nag with a purpose.

As if he'd even have a long enough attention span to look after her.

Ugh.

She shook the thought out of her head as she sat down at the table for dinner, alone. Vampire Cookie has gone out that night- he was always either at home or at Sparkling Cookie's juice bar, it was a struggle to get him to go anywhere else. She was half-considering calling Sparkling Cookie just to beg him to send her brother home, but she knew that would be unreasonable to ask of him like that.

Sparkling Cookie was nice. She liked Sparkling Cookie. He was kind to her; he showed her how to mix drinks once and she tried to apply that skill to her alchemy sometimes. She saw him too often. S̷h̷e̷ ̷s̷o̷m̷e̷w̷h̷a̷t̷ ̷r̷e̷s̷e̷n̷t̷e̷d̷ ̷h̷i̷m̷ ̷t̷o̷o̷.̷ ̷S̷h̷e̷ ̷w̷o̷u̷l̷d̷'̷v̷e̷ ̷r̷e̷s̷e̷n̷t̷e̷d̷ ̷h̷i̷m̷ ̷m̷o̷r̷e̷ ̷i̷f̷ ̷s̷h̷e̷ ̷h̷a̷d̷n̷'̷t̷ ̷m̷e̷t̷ ̷h̷i̷m̷.̷