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"Hah! You think you can fell me, puny Cookies?"

Gingerbrave was, for the TWENTY-SEVENTH TIME IN A ROW, trying to defeat Burning Spice Cookie, with the rest of his friends. They always kept losing, on account of the fact that they were tiny compared to a LITERAL BEAST COOKIE.

As Strawberry Cookie readied herself for the first few blows, Gingerbrave at the front and ready to attack, a tooth-achingly sweet voice echoed around them.

"Hmhmhm~... Hello, my darlings... What are you all doing here?"

Gingerbrave knew that Cookie. Eternal Sugar Cookie. The one Beast Cookie that offered him and his friends a life of easiness and pleasure. He had always hated her from the start.

What he wasn't prepared for... was Burning Spice Cookie's response to Eternal Sugar Cookie suddenly appearing.

"What the... WHY ARE YOU HERE?! This isn't one of your little fantasies of you catching 'hopeless and lost Cookies' to take to your little sugar-palooza! This is a BATTLE!"

Her response was just as expected.

"Whu-?! Burning Spice Cookie, you know that I'm not delusional, correct? I would hardly call this a 'battle'. Just look at the poor things~!"

When she flicked her right wing to Gingerbrave and his team, he felt a wave of repulsion flow through him. He and his friends were not weak! They had defeated Mystic Flour Cookie pretty damn easily!

"HA! I know that I'll always prevail! But it is always good to see a team that actually has SOME worth. YOU, on the other hand, have no worth."

Eternal Sugar Cookie sputtered for a moment, then huffed.

"Well-! Excuse you, you pathetic knock-off of Capsaicin Cookie!"

Now that was a blow. Burning Spice Cookie had his own ego, and Gingerbrave knew that. If that ego was hurt, whoever hurt it would be hurt next. And his ego was hurt.

"...Oh, now you're in for it..."

Oh, boy...

Burning Spice Cookie set down his weapon on the ground. He cracked his knuckles, and his neck. Eternal Sugar Cookie seemed entirely out-of-place in the entire battlefield.

"Whu... ha-! Why, I believe you won't do anything much to m-"

"Has anyone ever told you that your wings are tacky?"

"...Excuse me?"

"You're excused."

"EXCUSE YOU?!"

"YEAH, BITCH! Here's how this is gonna go! I'm gonna shrink 'ya down to size and put you in your place, you road-blocker!"

"If anyone here is big enough to be a road-blocker, it's most certainly you!"

"HA! I know for a fact those wings'll clog up any road and street you come across to 'peacefully preach your message about happiness'. Why shouldn't we test it?!"

"Burning Spice Cookie, I may not be as fierce as you..-"

"YOU DAMN RIGHT! You're a coward! You claim you're a god and yet you force those little angel cookie things to do everything you're supposed to do!"

"Hu-?! Well, I never-"

"When was the last time 'ya gave those cookies a rest? Oh, right! 200 years ago when you first captured them! I forgot that you're a little SNEAK!"

"I'm no sneak! I'm very much passionate about easiness and pleasure, that's all!"

"Learn how to fight like a real Beast Cookie, THEN we'll start calling you one. You're a pathetic excuse for a dream-filled, egoistic, sugar-rushed doll."

And after his last word, Burning Spice Cookie grabbed his weapon, huffed, and promptly disappeared. That left Eternal Sugar Cookie almost completely GAGGED. So was Gingerbrave and the rest of his team. Finally, the Beast Cookie growled under her breath, and disappeared as well.

"...What just happened?"

That was Strawberry Cookie's only question. And Gingerbrave just shrugged in response.

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Being the greatest Beast Cookie is a hard job, but Burning Spice Cookies handles it VERY well. And he's the only great Cookie. The only one. THE ONLY ONE. He's the greatest.

Until Shadow Milk Cookie starts hanging out with him (much to Burning Spice's dismay). That little jester has no idea who he's even trying to mess with.

So the one day he has to approach and start cursing Burning Spice Cookie is the day he apparently has something interesting to show him. 

"OHHHH, Burning Spice Cookieeee~!"

From his seat on the ground, Burning Spice's eye twitched. He was slowly starting to hate Shadow Milk Cookie.

He turned around, his long black hair flowing from the movement, and spotted the latter, quickly running towards him.

"Ugh... WHAT? What do you want? I'm a VERY busy Cookie."

"Oh, don't humor me~! If you're so busy, then I guess your new career is watching the sky!"

Then the laughing. Shadow Milk's laughter was overall average, but with the slightest bit of melody to it. That was the only thing Burning Spice Cookie didn't completely hate. He didn't know why he didn't hate it: he just didn't. He didn't want to go too far into it.

"Haha. VERY FUNNY. But, no, I'm watching out for Nutmeg Tiger Cookie. She's floating around with Eternal Sugar Cookie up there, and I don't want her giving Nutmeg the wrong ideas."

"Ah... that rat. I understand your animosity towards her. I have my own reasons to dislike her."

"Really? And what would those be, court jester?"

"Ha-ha! Everyone always calls me that! But... I suppose it's because she tries to hide from the truth. Even when I offered her the most valuable piece of information that she could use to find peace and happiness in the world as it is..."

He paused. Was this another 'pause for dramatic effect'? Burning Spice Cookie HATED those. He just wanted words out of people's mouths quickly.

But no more words appear. Shadow Milk Cookie's just silent now. His iconically-aggravating smirk is gone now. His eyes are watching Nutmeg Tiger Cookie and Eternal Sugar Cookie floating in the sky. 

"...Right."

That was Burning Spice Cookie's only response. The two Beast cookies are just side by side now. With Burning Spice sitting on the ground, and Shadow Milk still standing next to him, they're both very silent.

Until Shadow Milk Cookie patted the former's head lightly.

"HU- Eh?! Get 'ya paws off me!"

He swatted his hand away from his fluffy hair, and growled under his breath. Shadow Milk only rolled his eyes and patted Burning Spice Cookie's head again, more firmly this time.

"Didn't 'ya hear me?! Or are you as deaf as you are deceitful?"

Shadow Milk Cookie giggled softly, and brushed his hand through a few of the ebony black strands of hair on Burning Spice's head. He then remained silent. 

It felt weirdly... okay. Like it was normal. It wasn't normal at all, and he should FLAME Shadow Milk's ass for doing it. But he doesn't. He only continued to sit there and let the fellow Beast Cookie pet him softly.

"...Your hair is very soft for such a hate-filled Beast! You must tell me your routine~"

And he laughed again. A bit sweeter now, Burning Spice Cookie realized. 

He almost caught himself starting to enjoy the sweetness in Shadow Milk Cookie's giggles.

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