What's Your Reason?

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Author's Note: Imagine the sounds in here as: Bar chatter with glass clinking and faint jazz music, with a loud ass autotune baby wails in one corner and a beefy man sobbing in the other, and "poker face by lady gaga" fading.

The lively atmosphere of sparkling cookie's pleasant bar seemed to take a toll on every cookie like a plague; All except for one. Lonesome Milk cookie pulled his glass closer to him, as He looked around, for what seemed like the 1000th time. Same old same old. Vampire cookie busying sparkling cookie by drunkenly crying about how much he wishes his sister would appreciate him, rockstar and knight cookie complaining about the princess and how vampire cookie sounds like an autotune baby; and other cookies getting along. He slumped back into his stool, sighing heavily. this is the 3rd time he got stood up this week. He had to tell sparkling he is done with this bullshit, well, as soon as he's free.

" Forgive me for my words, but god DAMN! I think I should just give up, it seems I am no good in this particular thing anyway.." He thought to himself, depressed. (pathetic little whore)

Suddenly the bar doorbell chimed in its usual cheery tone. Milk cookie quickly looked up " maybe this is them...!" A mysterious cloaked figure walked warmly into the bar. "No, of course, not.." Milk cookie slumped back into his stool, oblivious to the fact that the mysterious figure decided to take a seat next to him. Hell, he hardly even acknowledged their presence until the stranger spoke up. 

" Err.. huh? I'm sorry I was spacing out. Uh, could you repeat that?" Milk asked. surprised.

The stranger chuckled. They shrugged off their hood of the cloak to reveal a handsome man.

 " I'm new to this establishment... do you know how long it'll take until err... Sparkling is done with... that..? " He pointed to Vampires pathetic sobbing scene as Sparkling cookie is trying to forcibly take his glass from his hand while trying to comfort the poor drunk at the same time.

" O-Oh uh, haha, well that'll take a while. Here, I'll get you some. Sprkling trusts me back here, anyway."

"Oh that's swell, anything will do then," The stranger said, breaking into a smile.

 Milk cookie got up, quickly pouring the same drink he was having; sparkling grape juice. he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous in the strangers' presence, well for starters, the stranger was hot as hell. fuck, not hot, a motherfucking turn on. The stranger's appearance did look a bit familiar though, With his strong piercing red eyes, charmingly smug smile, deep strong voice and most importantly, his hair. Milk cookie couldn't help but wonder what hair conditioner he uses. long (presumably soft) flowy luxuriant hair as dark as space itself; with striking strands of white contrasting with the sea of dark... " damn.." was all Milk cookie could think about, as he saw his built. which the cloak did a fair job at hiding. The stranger raised an eyebrow, slightly chuckling, as he lifted his drink to his lips.

" ...!! FUCK! was I staring?! shit, he must think I'm all weird now!" Milk cookie panicked.

" A-ah M-mY bad! I-I didn't mean to s-stare like that... it's just- just you look a Lil' familiar that's all...! Uh-"

The stranger let out a soft whole-hearted laugh. 

" Ah! looks like you saw right through my cheap getup!"

" I'll say." A gay ass voice mumbled from the corner of the bar. Tis was adventurer cookie... Nay! Rougefort in disguise. He walked out of the bar, like lady gaga. 

" .... he didn't pay..." Milk cookie mumbled.

" Anyway, My name is Dark choco cookie," Dark admitted

"Oh, o-h wow! the prince! ah-" Milk cookie noticed his slightly displeased expression- " Hm, that explains the getup. I'm Milk cookie." Milk said, calming his tone.

Dark was a bit surprised, as people usually go apeshit when they figure out his identity. His expression softened back into a smile.

" Well, Milk. Your definitely a first. I'm kinda relieved that you didn't announce my presence. Thank you!" 

Milk cookie's face flushed, as he smiled in response. The two cookies talked for a while longer, quickly becoming closer to each other. Sparkling cookie suddenly walked up, tired, but cheery.

"Ahaha! I finally took out Vampire's bitch ass with Blackberry's tranquilizer gun! Milk, be a dear and remind me that I owe her-" He froze, now noticing his situation.