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Vampire Cookie childhood (ft. Alchemist Cookie) by Well_its_Me
Fandoms: Cookie Run (Video Game)
05 Mar 2025
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vampire cookie but he uh his concept art his his childhood ig
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first time really figuring out how to use ao3 (i have no idea what im doing)
i am by no means a writer or good at coming up with stories so just take whatever my brain comes up with
(i might add more idk though)
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“What if I told him, hm?”
Burning Spice lifted his gaze. Shadow Milk’s voice was silk, yet rotten, as his arm reached out beyond them both, to the door.
“Would he seek your acceptance, even then? Would he seek you as a tutor?” Another psychotic giggle. “Would he want to be taken under the wings of a mass murderer—”
Burning Spice's hand snapped up to Shadow Milk’s wrist.
“You will not step foot anywhere within my son's proximity, or I will tear you apart, limb by limb.”
Silence dropped heavily on the room. All movements halted. The fog dissipated.
It took him a long, long second to realize the grave mistake he had made, as his eyes widened. At the same time, Shadow Milk’s fixed gaze on the door turned to him slowly.
Just as the other's mouth parted—
“Your…son.”
The words did not belong to Shadow Milk.
What if Capsaicin reached Burning Spice's room sooner than he was supposed to?
(a small rewrite of a scene in the series)
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The Herald of Change was called that for a reason right? But he only oversaw a cycle that never changed. Most believe that is what made him go mad and you'd be partially correct. The other half is from something only the beasts and those who died a long time ago knew of.
Burning Spice Cookie's fall was not just from his own sanity, but losing the very thing keeping him together.
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At first, Burning Spice only observed.
The younger cookie looked around at his comrades, flashing victorious grins to them all — before his eyes met Burning Spice's own.
They locked gazes, blinking. Golden, curious eyes staring at him with questions. Probably thinking about who this new, unfamiliar cookie was.
Burning Spice did not move, still watching, still calculating, still—
The laughter of a child echoed.
He froze for the second time in his life.
For the same reason he did the first time.
Burning Spice ached.
In which the last straw of Burning Spice's madness wasn't the tide of change.
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Burning spice cookie TRYING to be an okay father i dunno, don't ask if this is situated before he became a beast cookie or not because idfk