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It's crazy how drastic things can change in one night. One night you could be sitting with the only person you love and the next day they could be gone. That's exactly what happened. But how would he handle it?
Silverbell Cookie heard a twig snap behind him while guarding the Silver Tree. He lifted his bow and pointed it behind him.
"Show yourself." He whispered. Only to greeted with the sight of a figure lunging at him.
He struggled against the figure's grip, hands attempting to grasp at him, anywhere. He continued attempting to fend him off... Until he felt a cold blade press against his throat. He froze, throat suddenly tight. "W-Wait- No- Please- I have a partner waiting for me at home!" He begged, tears spilling down his face. The figure's hood fell down, revealing a tall blue cookie, eyes in his hair, a jester hat...
"Shadow Milk Cookie?..." He whispered, frozen, "W-Why?..."
Shadow Milk laughed bitterly, the sound loud, sharp, and cruel, "WHY!?" He screamed, eyes filled with psychotic rage, "BECAUSE YOU'RE TAKING MY MINION AWAY. MAKING HIM SOFT FOR A FAERIE." He spat the word faerie, his voice laced with venom.
*Next paragraph is when death occurs. Proceed with caution.*
Silverbell Cookie kept struggling, feeling blood draw from his throat. The blade was pressing deeper, deeper, deeper- Until it went black. Shadow Milk stood up, looking down at Silverbell Cookie's limp form, breathing heavily. His eyes were open yet they were heavily glazed over, unmoving, unresponsive.
Shadow Milk smiled sickly at the sight, dropping the blade beside his head as he walked off, not a drop of remorse in sight.
~Time skip~
Black Sapphire Cookie had been repeatedly calling his lover, redialing after each one went to voicemail.
"Come on... Pick up," He muttered to himself, redialing for what had to be the forty-seventh time by now.
After another failed call, he decided to take matters into his own hands.