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Welp the leader of the CRK Guild I’m part of was demoted due to being inactive for 2 weeks, and I guess since I was the most active member I became the new leader, so I decided to do some changes I’ve been willing to do since I first entered the Guild (but I didn’t due to the fear of being kicked out).

First of all, the Guild’s old name was LosPitud0s (which was a weird name for me), so I changed it to: SnowWarrios!

Which is technically a reference to the Dark Cacao Kingdom because that’s my favorite of all kingdoms on Earthbread.

I still have a lot of work to do as the new leader of my Guild (previously known as LosPitud0s, now called SnowWarriors), but I know I will do my best!

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I FINALLY FIND A FANART RELATED TO THIS SHIP!

Idk what i gonna write Titel🥲

Uhm....

Parfait cookie and Licorice cookie but anime human version? I guess?

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The Test of Cruelty vs Serenity (A CRK Fanmade Beast Yeast Episode)

The Peacewielder Empress (8/8)

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Bellflower Oreo woke up from the vision, tho weak, she was now determined to stop Umbral Mocha Cookie from harming her beloved ones, and speaking of which, Bellflower Oreo saw how Umbral Mocha was meters away from hurting Candytuft Oreo Cookie and Custard Cookie III, so with the small amount of strength she had, she grabbed her damaged fan and slowly got up from the cold floor, remembering the last her mother had told her across her memories.

“Find the essence, my little blue flower, The balance between what was broken and what must be restored. Between compassion and conviction. Between the voice that heals… and the one that must be heard.”

“Become the Empress not of conquest… but of calm and justice.”

With a bit of more effort, Bellflower Oreo managed to stand up slowly, then her eyes clipped on Umbral Mocha.

He scoffed, like he somehow knew she was awake. “I really thought you crumbled.” He slowly turned to her. “Just like any soft cookie would.”

Bellflower Oreo didn’t let the words affect her. “You still think kindness crumbles, do you?” She asked, feeling a sense of light inside of her slowly growing. “Kindness doesn’t crumble like you think it does, it only crumbles without strength… And if the strength doesn’t have kindness… It grows into cruelty, just like it happened to you.”

Umbral Mocha’s eyes, tho cold and cruel, were now conflicted with confusion. “What are you implying?”

Bellflower Oreo slowly made a few steps. “We can’t just let others hurt us and let them twist the truth, we have to fight! Not to prove what happens when kindness disappears, but to prove that we are more than just kind and serene cookies!”

In that moment, Bellflower Oreo’s Soul Jam, the Light of Serenity, began to shine bright, and then began to float towards her, when Bellflower Oreo gently hold her Soul Jam, a bright light surrounded her, the light was so bright that it blinded everyone in the room temporarily.

The light engulfed her, soft yet impossibly radiant, like moonlight reflected off still waters. The broken edges of her fan shimmered in her grasp, threads of glowing silk weaving through its cracks. The torn corners of her robes danced in the rising air, stitching themselves anew with light.

And then, the wind stilled.

When the glow finally faded, standing where Bellflower Oreo Cookie once wavered was no longer an empress clinging to hope… It was a sovereign of serenity.

Her garments flowed like a calm river under moonlight, celestial blue trimmed in peaceful white and gentle gold, and her long, midnight hair swayed behind her, crowned in a halo of ethereal flora. Her Soul Jam, Light of Serenity, near the crowned halo, pulsed like the steady rhythm of a heart that had known grief… but chose grace, and in her hands, a fully restored fan, inked with constellations and blossoms.

Even Umbral Mocha Cookie paused.

“…What is this?” he hissed, gripping his chained blades tighter.

Bellflower Oreo’s voice rang clear, deeper now, calm like a temple bell. “I told you already.” She raised her fan. “Kindness… is not weakness.”

A single sweep of her fan sent a wave of pressure through the air, not harsh, not violent, but forceful enough that Umbral Mocha’s chains flickered, pulled back by a force they could not define.

“I don’t raise my voice to conquer.” Bellflower Oreo, her eyes glowed a soft white. “I raise it so those unheard may be heard.”

The battlefield stood still. Candytuft Oreo and Custard Cookie III stared wide-eyed, light reflecting in their eyes, Rye, Chili Pepper, Iris Oreo and Periwinkle Wafer were wide-mouthed, completely shocked about such beauty. Even Boreal Chaos Cookie stepped back, unsure whether to intervene.

Bellflower Oreo walked forward, each step leaving behind a soft print of light in the cracked sanctuary tiles.

“You’ve forgotten who you were, Umbral Mocha Cookie… but I remember.” She held out her hand. “And I will not destroy what’s left of that memory. But I will protect the ones your cruelty seeks to break.”

Her fan snapped open. The final petals of her ascension fell to the ground like snow. And thus, the Peacewielder Empress… stood her ground.

Umbral Mocha stood still in his position, but his body trembled. “What…?”

“You let others hurt you deeply, and instead of heal… You allowed darkness to control your heart.” Bellflower Oreo replied. “That was not what Marshmallow Tail Cookie wanted for you..”

Umbral Mocha stepped back. “Y-you don’t know what you’re saying.”

“I do.” Bellflower Oreo replied. “You and the beasts may be back, but me and my friends, the ancient heroes, will stop you from harming Earthbread.”

“We beasts will rise!” Umbral Mocha snapped. “No matter what you do! Not even your balance will stop us from rising back to glory!” He declared.

Bellflower Oreo only looked at Umbral Mocha for a few seconds, before gently speaking. “I know, I cannot stop the return of the beasts, but we can stop you from harming others.” She replied.

Umbral Mocha hissed and prepared to attack Bellflower Oreo, but she managed to avoid each one of the attacks.

“JUST CRUMBLE ALREADY, YOU SOFT COOKIE!!” Umbral Mocha exclaimed, deeply frustrated and irritated, using his blades to attack Bellflower Oreo one more time. Umbral Mocha’s roar echoed through the sanctuary as his blades, linked by cruel chains of magic, lashed at Bellflower Oreo once more. But she didn’t falter. She didn’t even blink.

She exhaled, her fan snapping open with a soft thrum like wind through windchimes.

Clang!

With a graceful turn of her wrist, she parried the attack, not with brute force, but by redirecting the momentum, sending the chains crashing into the marble floor.

“I told you,” she murmured, her tone like the hush of twilight rain, “you won’t shatter me with fury.”

Umbral Mocha growled in disbelief. “Then let’s see how long your calm lasts—!”

He lunged again, his blades gleaming, his movements erratic, driven not by strategy, but rage. Bellflower Oreo stepped aside, every movement controlled, her sleeves and hair flowing like a river that refused to be dammed. With a final spin, her fan glowed a soft indigo.

“Somnolent Petal Waltz.”

A burst of glimmering violet petals unfurled from the fan, floating gently, too gently for what came next.

Umbral Mocha hissed and tried to resist, covering his face, stepping back, trying to summon the chains again, but his limbs grew heavy.

The petals circled him slowly, peacefully. Each one whispered a memory he tried to bury.

He stumbled. “No, NO! I won’t fall for your—!”

But the calm was stronger than the chaos.

His weapons fell with a clink to the floor. His eyes flickered once more in confusion… then closed… And Umbral Mocha Cookie collapsed into slumber.

The sanctuary fell silent.

Boreal Chaos Cookie’s breath caught. “He… lost?”

Kusa Mochi Cookie tugged at her sleeve, eyes wide. “Master…”

“We should go,” Sakura Mochi said, voice low.

Reluctant, protective, but loyal still, Boreal Chaos Cookie scooped the twins in his arms. “This isn’t over, Bellflower Oreo Cookie. Not until our Lord and the Beasts rises.”

Then, in a swirl of shadow and light, they vanished. Bellflower Oreo Cookie took a deep breath, slowly folding her fan, her body trembling slightly from exhaustion, but she didn’t fall. She simply stood, dignified, as always.

She had won. But she could feel it in her Soul Jam. This was only the beginning.

“Peace… must still be guarded.”

A sudden shout snapped her back.

“MOM!!”

“Mother!!”

Before she could even blink, Iris Oreo Cookie and Candytuft Oreo Cookie barreled into her, throwing their arms around her waist. Bellflower Oreo gasped, then smiled softly, hugging them tightly, burying her face into their hair.

“I’m okay… I’m here…”

“You were so amazing!” Candytuft Oreo beamed, stars in her eyes. “I’ve never seen you glow like that! That fan flip thing, so cool!”

“You look like an actual goddess,” Iris Oreo said gently, a proud smile spreading across her face.

“Oh, M’Lady, that was beautiful!” Periwinkle Wafer replied, overwhelmed.

Chili Pepper Cookie let out a low whistle as she approached. “Well dang, Peacewielder Empres. I knew you had style, but that?” She gave a playful smirk. “That was something else.”

Custard Cookie III’s eyes sparkled. “You glowed like a storybook ruler! That was so… cool!”

Even Rye Cookie crossed her arms with a grin. “Remind me never to get on your bad side, Your Serene Majesty.”

Bellflower Oreo Cookie gave a humble chuckle, her smile soft but resolute. “Thank you all… But remember, this is not the end. The Beasts of Beast Yeast is still rising… and Earthbread still needs protecting.”

“But this time…” she looked around at her companions, her daughters, her allies, her future. “We face it together.”

“… I just hope my friends are doing well dealing with their beast counterpart…” Bellflower Oreo thought as she looked around at the sanctuary, until her eyes spotted something.

Two spirits, two souls she recognized very well, tho the others did not saw it, she did saw them…

Marshmallow Tail Cookie and Viola Cookie, both smiling calmly cheerfully.

“I’m so proud of you… My little blue flower…” Viola whispered.

“You managed to fight without losing your serenity and kindness, you didn’t end up like him…” Marshmallow Tail whispered.

“But the war is far from over…”

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“Please know that I loved you.”

I posted this to TikTok initially a while ago but I might as well set it here too! I love these two so much the doomed brothers EVER!! PLEASE talk to me about them I will happily share my thoughts

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The Test of Cruelty vs Serenity (a CRK Fanmade Beast-Yeast episode)

The Peacewielder Empress (7/8)

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Bellflower Oreo Cookie felt her legs tremble as she slowly approached her mother, eyes glassy with tears. The radiant realm around them shimmered like a memory, both real and not.

“I… I missed you so much…” Bellflower Oreo whispered.

Viola Cookie opened her arms and gently embraced her daughter. Bellflower Oreo melted into it, the feeling of safety and warmth flooding her senses, something she hadn’t felt since childhood. Viola’s touch still smelled faintly of lavender and fresh parchment, like old apothecary journals.

“I missed you too, my little blue flower…” Viola Cookie murmured, brushing her fingers through Bellflower’s hair. “You’ve grown so strong. So wise. So beautiful. But I see the storm you carry.”

Bellflower Oreo stiffened. Her arms dropped slightly.

“…Mama… I don’t feel strong,” she said, voice cracking. “I tried to protect them. I traded myself to keep them safe. But now… now I’m stuck here while they’re all in danger.” Her breath hitched. “And Umbral Mocha Cookie, he’s going to destroy everything. I don’t know how to stop him… I don’t know how to fight without becoming like him.”

Viola Cookie gently placed a hand over her daughter’s chest. “Because you are not like him. And you never were.”

Bellflower looked down. “But maybe… maybe he’s right. Maybe soft cookies do crumble. Maybe—”

“No.” Viola’s voice was firm, but never harsh. “Kindness is not weakness. And softness is not surrender. The problem isn’t your gentleness, my love… It’s that you’re trying to fight cruelty with only compassion, and that will always leave you hurting.”

Bellflower Oreo looked up, her eyes searching her mother’s. “Then what am I supposed to do…?”

Viola Cookie gently tilted her daughter’s chin. “You must become whole. You must find the balance between the serenity you were born with… and the fire you are afraid to wield. It’s not about fighting for revenge, it’s about protecting, with purpose. Kindness without strength can be broken… but strength without kindness becomes cruelty.” She stepped back slightly, the stars around her hair beginning to stir.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie stood in the dreamscape with her mother, Viola Cookie, beside her, her touch soft, her presence grounding.

“You’ve always seen more than others, my little blue flower,” Viola Cookie murmured, brushing Bellflower’s cheek. “Let me remind you of the strength in your heart… The first time you chose to understand instead of attack.”

She raised a hand, the indigo mists around them shimmered, and a scene bloomed before them like a memory etched in light.

⸻

The dreaming place was now replaced by a big forest. The scent of pine and early spring dew filled Bellflower Oreo’s senses as she watched her younger self crouched beside a log, surrounded by five familiar figures. The six of them looked so young, still untempered by time or Soul Jams. Young Hollyberry was already bold and loud, Young Golden Cheese gleamed with mischief, and Young Pure Vanilla’s kindness hadn’t yet been dulled by sorrow. Young Dark Cacao stood guarded, arms crossed, and Young White Lily quietly observed from the back.

“Something’s in there,” Young Hollyberry said, drawing her blunt shield. “It could be dangerous.”

“We should strike first,” muttered Young Dark Cacao. “We don’t yet know what we’re dealing with.”

“There’s something wrong…” Young Bellflower Oreo said, stepping forward carefully.

From the thicket came a guttural snarl. A dark-furred beast leapt out, twice the size of any cookie, with matted fur, frothing jaws, and eyes full of fury.

The others raised their weapons instinctively. But Bellflower Oreo didn’t.

She held out an arm in front of her friends, staring at the creature’s paw. “Wait!” she cried. “Look at its paw!”

There it was, a jagged, bloodied branch buried deep in its paw. The creature was limping, its fury driven by agony.

“It’s in pain,” Young Bellflower Oreo said firmly, stepping forward. “It’s not attacking us because it’s cruel… it’s scared.”

“What are you doing!? You’ll get eaten!” Young Golden Cheese called, half-panicked, half-fascinated.

Bellflower Oreo knelt anyway. She opened her small apothecary pouch, mixing together crushed frostleaf and dewroot. She murmured a gentle incantation to ease pain, her young voice shaking, not with fear, but focus. She extended her hand slowly toward the beast.

The creature growled, snarled… but then slowly limped closer, collapsing near her.

“…This may sting, but please be strong.” Young Bellflower Oreo whispered.

And with one motion, she yanked the branch free.

The beast cried out, and then… fell still. Its breathing steadied. It lowered its head to the moss with a quiet sigh, curling beside her like a giant, wounded pup.

From behind her, she heard Young Pure Vanilla speak softly. “…You calmed it with serenity and kindness.”

Young White Lily stepped forward, her expression unreadable. “Most would’ve chosen violence. Even I… may have.”

Young Bellflower Oreo gently patted the beast’s head. “We can’t protect Earthbread if we don’t listen to it first.”

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The memory slowly faded, returning them to the indigo realm. Bellflower Oreo stood quiet for a moment, with a hand to her chest.

Viola Cookie smiled gently beside her. “You chose compassion, even when others feared. That’s when I knew your soul would never belong to war… but peace.” Her voice wrapped around Bellflower Oreo Cookie like a lullaby. “You never wielded a sword… and yet you were always at the heart of every battlefield.”

The dreamscape shifted again.

The mist cleared to reveal the grand marble halls of Vanilla Castle, in the middle of the Dark Flour War, splintered and cracked under the strain of battle. Stone trembled. Shouts echoed. Flames danced at the stained-glass windows. The sky outside had turned crimson, smoke and clouds choking the sun.

And Bellflower Oreo Cookie, now a grown ancient cookie with her soul jam, moved between wounded cookies like a blue wind of grace.

Her gown was streaked with soot and blood. Her fan now served as a focus for her calming healing magic, glowing with the faint shimmer of moonlight. She didn’t flinch at the sounds of metal clashing or the bone-rattling growls of monsters somewhere beyond the doors, she only listened for the cries of the hurt.

“She’s losing dough—!” shouted a cookie knight, dragging a limping swordswoman toward her.

“Lay her gently,” Bellflower Oreo said, already kneeling, eyes glowing with focus. She placed her hand over the gash on the wounded cookie’s chest, her voice steady. “Moonlight, grant her breath… lilies, grant her peace…”

The spell sealed the wound. Not perfectly, but enough. The cookie gasped and blinked up at her, alive.

“Th-thank you…”

Bellflower Oreo only smiled faintly, moving on. A blast hit the western wall, sending rubble down the corridor, Pure Vanilla and Dark Cacao surged forward to meet it with barrier spells and brute strength. Hollyberry’s laugh could be heard even as she threw herself into another pack of creatures alongside her should. Golden Cheese darted past flaming tapestries to disable magical traps while White Lily coordinated the soldiers.

But behind them all… Bellflower Oreo worked.

Dozens of injured, castle guards, apothecaries, even frightened civilians, were brought to her. She refused to leave their side.

She bound shattered limbs with moon-thread. She cooled fevers with crushed starberries. And to those who were too far gone…

She whispered songs her mother once sang. Gentle things. Kind things. “I’m here. Everything will be fine.”

Her magic flickered from cookie to cookie like starlight skipping across water. Even as her own hands trembled. Even as the air filled with screams and the scent of scorched dough.

The battlefield roared louder, but the inner halls glowed with calm light, the light of the ancient heroes.

“Everyone, come on! Dark Enchantress Cookie is in the throne room!” Pure Vanilla exclaimed.

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The dream dissolved, fading into stars once more.

Viola Cookie, misty-eyed, looked at her daughter with pride. “In the darkest hour, you didn’t ask who was friend or stranger. You simply healed… because that is what your heart does.”

The starlit dream faded… and gave way to gentle warmth.

Petals drifted through the air like sleepy butterflies. The soft hum of wind chimes and the distant cooing of moonbirds echoed through a serene garden. The Moon Temple stood tall and silent, wrapped in ivy and light. It was midday, calm, blooming, fragrant. It was the heart of Moonpetal Province.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie stood near a shaded archway, sharing tea with her eldest daughter, Iris Oreo Cookie, who had just returned from a diplomatic trip to the Eastern Valleys of the Flower Oreo Kingdom. The two sat on cushions by a jelly koi pond, an open book between them, talking softly.

“Your council speech went well, I assume?” Bellflower Oreo asked, pouring a second cup.

Iris Oreo, already poised and composed at twenty-four, nodded. “They listened. Still unsure… but they listened. I think they respect Moonpetal’s voice now.”

Bellflower Oreo smiled warmly. “Because it’s your voice too, my dear.”

Before Iris Oreo could respond… SLAM.

The temple’s doors burst open. A small blur of blue and pale violet barreled down the hallway. A furious little voice pierced the calm.

“STUPID DUMB KIDS!!”

Bellflower Oreo and Iris turned just in time to see Candytuft Oreo Cookie, only ten years old, storm past them in a huff, fists clenched, her eyes were red and watery.

“Candytuft Oreo Cookie?” Iris Oreo called gently. “What happened?”

But the little girl didn’t answer. She vanished into the far room, slamming the paper door shut behind her.

A moment later, a frazzled moon temple attendant cookie rushed into the courtyard. “M-my deepest apologies, your grace, Princess Candytuft Oreo Cookie was just at the lantern festival… but a group of children began to tease her when she spoke of—”

“—Exploring Earthbread,” Bellflower Oreo finished quietly, already standing. “They called her strange, didn’t they?”

The attendant hesitated, then nodded shamefully. “… Yes, your grace. A weirdo. They said adventuring was for foolish cookies, not moonborn.”

Bellflower Oreo sighed through her nose, since that wasn’t the first time of such incident. “You may return to your duties. Thank you for your honesty.”

As the attendant bowed and left, Iris Oreo stood beside her mother. “Should I talk to her?”

Bellflower Oreo shook her head softly. “Not this time, Iris Oreo, I’ll handle it.”

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Inside the room, Candytuft Oreo lay curled up beneath a pale blanket, her hair was fluffed up in anger, and her small eyes glistened with hurt.

“I’m not weird,” she mumbled into the pillow. “I just wanna see everything. I wanna explore Crispia and find the edge of the world and… and… I’m not stupid.”

A gentle hand brushed back her curls. “No, you’re not. You’re my little stardust spark.”

Candytuft Oreo blinked up at her mother, sniffling.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie smiled and sat beside her, folding her arms in her lap. “When I was your age, do you know what they told me?”

Candytuft Oreo shook her head.

“They said I was too calm. Too quiet. That I didn’t have what it took to be a queen. That kindness couldn’t rule.”

“…They were wrong,” Candytuft Oreo muttered.

Bellflower Oreo chuckled. “So very wrong.” She tucked a marshmallow-soft curl behind Candytuft Oreo’s ear “Your dreams are bright. They frighten those who only know shadows. But don’t you ever shrink yourself for their comfort. Exploring Crispia, chasing stars, building maps that have never existed, those are gifts, not flaws.”

Candytuft Oreo sniffled again, curling into her side. “But no one else wants to go with me, I don’t know why do cookies here call me weird when I’m just… being myself…”

Bellflower Oreo rested her chin on her daughter’s head. “Then you’ll lead the way, and one day, others will follow your light.”

Outside of the room, Iris Oreo watched the two through the paper screen, her own eyes soft. Her mother had always carried strength in silence, a power no throne could forge.

Moonpetal Province had its Empress. But these two cookies? They had their mother.

The dream shifted once more, petals curling into stars.

Viola Cookie’s voice returned. “You were always gentle with the world… but with your daughters, my granddaughters, you gave them your fire too. That balance, my flower… that’s what will help you heal.”

Once again, the scene has shifted.

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The halls of the Vanilla Kingdom were colder that day.

It had only been an hour since the confrontation. Since the truth about White Lily Cookie had shattered the fragile unity of the 4 Ancient Heroes that were present back then.

The room where the council had gathered still echoed with lingering anger, Hollyberry Cookie’s shout, Dark Cacao’s silence, the look in Pure Vanilla’s eyes as the truth of what really happened to White Lily Cookie unraveled.

Now, the sun hung low, casting golden light through the crystal windows, catching the dust that drifted in the silence. Bellflower Oreo Cookie walked slowly through the hallway, her zori sandals tapped gently against the polished floor, each step echoing with the weight of confusion, sadness… and empathy.

She turned a corner and found Pure Vanilla Cookie sitting alone on a bench near one of the tall windows. His staff leaned beside him. His shoulders were hunched, and his hands trembled slightly, clasped together.

Bellflower Oreo didn’t say a word at first. She approached slowly and stood beside him.

“…I thought I might find you here,” she said softly.

Pure Vanilla didn’t look up right away. “It’s quieter here. The sun still rises, even when truths fall.”

Bellflower Oreo remained silent for a moment before taking a seat beside him.

The pause stretched.

“…I won’t ask if you’re okay,” she said finally. “Because I already know you’re not.”

Pure Vanilla let out a breath, slow and weary. “…No. I’m not.”

There was another moment of silence before Bellflower Oreo continued.

“I’m not mad, just disappointed,” she admitted, her voice gentle. “You knew the truth about her… and you said nothing. Not to me. Not to any of us.”

He flinched. “I know.”

Bellflower Oreo turned to look at him fully now. “Then… why?”

Pure Vanilla Cookie’s eyes, always filled with warmth, now shimmered with a deep, conflicted sadness. He finally turned to her, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Because I was afraid,” he said. “Afraid that if I told you the truth… you would all see her the way I couldn’t. That you would hate her. That I would lose the last piece of her that still lived inside me.” His hands gripped tighter. “I thought I was protecting her legacy… but all I did was delay the pain.”

Bellflower Oreo listened, her eyes not hard, but steady. “We deserved to know. You know that, don’t you?”

“…Yes.”

She closed her eyes for a moment. “Even so… I believe you’re still the same Cookie who stood beside us in our worst moments. The one who sacrificed himself to stop Dark Enchantress Cookie back then. The one who listens. Who loves, even when it hurts.”

He looked at her then, really looked at her. And saw no anger. Just a quiet sadness. A deep understanding.

“I want to find Dark Cacao and Hollyberry to explain everything… But they’re probably getting ready to leave the Vanilla Kingdom… I don’t know how to fix this,” he admitted.

“You don’t fix something like this, Pure Vanilla. You talk. You sit. You listen. You let the wounds breathe.” She rose slowly to her feet, offering him her hand. “You come with me. We speak with the others. Together.”

Pure Vanilla stared at her hand for a moment… then slowly reached out, and took it.

“Thank you,” he said, voice breaking.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie nodded. “We’ve been through worse, old friend. But this time, we face it without lies. Now let’s go and find them before they leave.”

⸻

The memory gently faded, its colors dimming like the last glow of twilight. The crystalline halls of the Vanilla Kingdom shimmered one last time… then were gone.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie found herself once more in the quiet, celestial plane beside her mother.

Viola Cookie stood in front of her, hands folded over her chest, her indigo eyes reflecting Bellflower Oreo’s own sorrow and strength.

“You saw it,” Viola said softly. “You saw the wounds left behind… not just by others, but by silence. By the fear of truth.”

Bellflower Oreo looked down at her hands, then to her fan, a symbol of how far she had come, and how much weight she had carried.

“I don’t know how to stop him,” she admitted. “I don’t know how to save him. I don’t know if I can.”

Viola Cookie gently stepped closer and placed a hand on her daughter’s cheek. “You’re not meant to fight him as the others would. You are not the sword. You are the balance.”

She tapped gently over Bellflower Oreo’s heart. “Your Soul Jam, the Light of Serenity, was never meant to burn with vengeance or blaze with fury. It was meant to still the storm. To remind those who’ve forgotten… what it means to be whole.”

Bellflower Oreo swallowed hard. Her voice wavered. “But how do I use serenity… when I’m this afraid?”

Viola smiled, brushing a lock of hair behind Bellflower Oreo’s ear. “You find your center. You remember that strength is not always loud. That calm is not weakness. And that wielding peace… Does not mean yielding to cruelty.”

She stepped back slightly, her form beginning to shimmer once more.

��Find the essence, my little blue flower,” Viola whispered, her voice soft and echoing. “The balance between what was broken and what must be restored. Between compassion and conviction. Between the voice that heals… and the one that must be heard.”

Bellflower Oreo stared into the fading light of her mother’s spirit, her chest rising slowly with breath she didn’t realize she had been holding.

“Become the Empress not of conquest… but of calm and justice.”

With that, Viola Cookie slowly began to dissolve into indigo petals and starlight… And before the light faded entirely, her voice echoed one last time:

“Let serenity guide your steps, daughter. Let your heart carry the weight… with grace.”

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The Test of Cruelty vs Serenity (A CRK Fanmade Beast-Yeast Episode)

The Peacewielder Empress (6/8)

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Lightning cracked beyond the towering windows, the sky outside bleeding violet and gold. In the center of the sanctuary, Bellflower Oreo Cookie stood firm, her fan in hand, heart hammering like war drums.

Across from her, Umbral Mocha Cookie let both Soul Jams float above his palm, one glowing cruel green, the other flickering with faint serenity. Hers. Still alive, but dim.

“Still standing?” he muttered, his twin jade swords sliding from his sleeves like vipers, each attached to long, blackened chains that hissed with dark magic. “Let’s test that resolve.”

Without another word, Umbral Mocha lunged. The chains shot forward, snarling through the air like serpents. Bellflower Oreo’s eyes widened, and she pivoted, just barely dodging the first strike. The chains slammed into the marble beside her, fracturing it into dust.

She swung her fan forward, releasing a small burst of calming energy. It pushed back the cruel aura, forcing Umbral Mocha to stagger slightly.

“I don’t want to fight you!” she shouted.

“Then why are you still here?!” he bellowed, sending another flurry of chain lashes in her direction. “You walk into my territory with stolen light, still clinging to a broken world!”

Bellflower Oreo somersaulted behind a pillar, the chains whipping past her and crashing into a statue that shattered on impact.

She emerged with a glowing sigil in her hand, a shield of serenity forming before her. “I came here to rescue my younger daughter and her friend… But now… Because I believe there’s something left of Creamy Mocha Cookie in you.”

The name hit him like a slap. He growled low, furious, not just at her, but at the part of himself that flinched when she said it. “That name and that cookie is dead.”

Their battle danced across the chamber. Her light rippled outward in waves, trying to pacify, to weaken his fury.

But his chains kept coming, fast, erratic, cruel. One slashed through the edge of her cloak. Another caught her side, drawing a spark of pain. Still, she endured. Bellflower Oreo was a storm of resolve, her hair wild, her breath sharp, her eyes locked on his.

At the chamber’s edge, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie tried to run forward. “M’lady!”

Only for Boreal Chaos Cookie to step in front of her silently, raising a wall of frost between her and the fight.

“No,” he said coldly. “This battle is between the owners of the Soul Jams. You interfere… and you will be crushed.”

Periwinkle Wafer gritted her teeth. “You’re forcing her to fight him alone?!”

Boreal Chaos’s gaze flicked to the sanctuary. “She chose this.”

⸻

Back inside the battle. Bellflower Oreo was panting, her knees were shaking slightly. Her fan cracked down on the floor, releasing a pulse that slowed Umbral’s next strike, just enough for her to dodge again. But not enough to counter.

“You’re tiring,” Umbral Mocha murmured. “Kindness burns fast.”

Bellflower raised her head. “Not if there’s someone to share it with.”

And that’s when… BOOM!!

The sanctuary’s main doors BURST open.

“I’ve had ENOUGH of waiting!” Chili Pepper Cookie yelled, storming in with Rye Cookie close behind.

“Custard Cookie III! Candytuft Oreo Cookie, get behind cover!” Rye Cookie shouted, shielding the younger cookies.

“Mother!!” Iris Oreo cried, rushing forward.

“No, wait—!” Bellflower Oreo turned, startled.

In that split second, her guard faltered.

CLANG.

A chain wrapped around her ankle. Before she could react, CRACK.

She was yanked downward, slammed into the stone floor hard enough to knock the air from her lungs.

She gasped, reaching for her fan, only for the other chain to lash across her shoulder, sending it skittering across the floor. Her body trembled. The world tilted.

“NO!” Iris Oreo screamed, attempting to run forward.

Umbral Mocha’s chains snapped outward again, slamming down between them like prison bars.

“She is mine,”he said darkly.

Bellflower Oreo tried to rise, but her limbs were sluggish. Her head pounded. Her vision blurred.

Her Soul Jam, hers, pulsed weakly in Umbral’s hand, flickering like a candle in the storm.

“Don’t…” she whispered. “Don’t let him win…”

And with that last breath, her world fell into darkness.

——————

“… Bellflower Oreo Cookie…”

“Bellflower Oreo Cookie!”

Bellflower Oreo slowly opened her eyes and saw that everything around her was indigo, bright purple, blue, black and white, she was pretty confused, wasn’t she in the sanctuary a little while ago? And where were the others?

“U-uh… What? Where am I?” She asked, slightly confused. “Where am I?”

She suddenly heard a faint smile. “You’re finally awake… My little blue flower…”

Bellflower Oreo softly gasped, then turned around and saw a cookie next to her, she was wearing a beautiful ancient hanfu with beautiful colors of soft purple and sky blue, her long deep purple hair waved calmly around, her eyes, the same beautiful indigo color as Bellflower Oreo’s, showed a deep worry but also relief, and her flowers, some beautiful viola flowers, rested around her clothes and hair.

Bellflower Oreo gasped, unable to see the cookie that was in front of her.

“V-viola Cookie?” She asked, her eyes wide opened as tears formed in her eyes.

The cookie, whose name was Viola Cookie, chuckled gently. “You guessed right, daughter.”

Bellflower Oreo stood silent for some seconds, before quietly whispering: “mama…”, to think that the last time she saw her mother was many years ago, when Bellflower Oreo was only a young and normal cookie, before she met Pure Vanilla, Dark Cacao, White Lily, Hollyberry and Golden Cheese in their young days, before she received her Soul Jam, the Light of Serenity, the last time she saw her mother was when she died and crumbled due to an illness that despite it had treatment, it did not saved her.

Before that, she and her mother used to travel around Crispia, two apothecaries exploring the world around them, gathering herbal plants to create medicine to heal the cookies from illness they did not know.

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I just learned that the voice actress of my Queen (Aka my favorite Cookie Run Kingdom character) Caramel Arrow Cookie is a mama (she posted it on April 22th at instagram so I’m very late about this) so I thought: “Hey how about I make a fanchild for my Queen to celebrate this late discovery! AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME!!!!”

So I gave Caramel Arrow Cookie a baby named Syrup Caramel Cookie

Disclaimer: Do NOT ask me who’s the father (Because Dark Choco Cookie or Affogato Cookie ARE NOT the father), that’s something from a traumatic event I will explain soon (probably in a ask blog I might create but I’m still thinking about it).

Also, have this drawing of Caramel Arrow Cookie and Syrup Caramel Cookie.

Also, before anyone asks, I have a curious headcanon about how babies are made in my Cookie Run Kingdom Au.

First things first, YES, I am aware of the fact that cookies use their own dough to bake their babies, but I think this comes for those single cookies who want to become parents without getting married.

Now, if two cookies mate, the baby can be created in the natural way (if you all get what I mean).

And NO, Syrup Caramel Cookie was NOT baked and born from a oven (trust me, I will explain this soon, probably in a ask blog I might create soon but I’m still not sure).

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i love them so much ugh one of my favorite straight ships ever

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The Test of Cruelty vs Serenity (A CRK Fanmade Beast Yeast Episode)

The Peacewielder Empress (5/8)

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Bellflower Oreo Cookie jolted awake with a gasp, her hand instinctively flying to her chest. She was lying in the cold floor of the Temple’s Sanctuary Periwinkle Wafer Cookie and Marshmallow Tail Cookie were at her side, calling her name with worry in their voices.

But Bellflower Oreo didn’t answer right away. She could still feel him. The Cookie he used to be.

The love he lost. The kindness he buried. The voice that once said you balance me… now twisted into the roar of cruelty.

“M-m’lady!! Oh thank the witches!!” Periwinkle Wafer exclaimed, very relief.

“Y-you suddenly passed out and lost consciousness, we were so worried!” Marshmallow Tail Cookie exclaimed.

Bellflower Oreo just stared at them for a couple minutes, before the tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

“M-m’lady?? What happened?? Are you hurt??” Periwinkle Wafer asked, extremely worried.

“…He didn’t fall from grace,” Bellflower Oreo whispered. “He was pushed.”

“… Who?” Marshmallow Tail asked.

“… Him, Umbral Mocha Cookie…” Bellflower Oreo replied. “I saw everything… How kind he used to be, how he and his beloved used to be so close and united…. And how- O-ow…” she couldn’t continue because of the sharp pain in her chest.

“M’lady! Please take it easy…” Periwinkle Wafer replied as she helped Bellflower Oreo sit up on the floor.

Bellflower Oreo struggled a bit but managed to sit comfortably with Periwinkle Wafer’s help.

“Sorry Periwinkle Wafer… It’s just…” Bellflower Oreo tried to find the right words to continue. “I couldn’t believe how-“

“… How the cookies from the Verdant Tailburrow Tribe blamed him for the red panda-hybrid cookie sage’s death…?” Marshmallow Tail suddenly asked.

Bellflower Oreo turned to the little red panda-hybrid cookie, surprised about it.

“H-how did you know about that?” She asked, slightly shocked and surprised.

Marshmallow Tail stayed quiet for a couple seconds, before letting out a deep sigh.

“I know because… Because the sage you saw… Was me…” She confessed.

Before Bellflower Oreo could say anything, there was a blur of red light that forced both Bellflower Oreo and Periwinkle Wafer to cover their eyes, and when they opened their eyes, they saw the spirit soul of an adult red panda-hybrid cookie with a torn ceremonial garb.

The two of them gasped in awe and shock.

Bellflower Oreo’s eyes wide opened. “Marshmallow Tail Cookie… You’re the sage from Umbral Mocha Cookie’s past…” She expressed, surprised.

The chamber held its breath.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie could only stare, her mouth slightly open, the soft glow of Marshmallow Tail’s spirit illuminating the stone chamber like moonlight through mist.

Marshmallow Tail’s ethereal form shimmered gently, ears lowered, her fluffy red panda tail slowly swaying behind her as if caught in a silent breeze. Her gaze, no longer timid, was calm. Heavy.

“I tried to forget,” she whispered. “Tried to sleep. But my heart, my soul, was tied to this place. To him.”

Bellflower Oreo stepped forward, slowly, her shoes resounded quietly against the stone floor. “How… how exactly did this happen to you?”

Periwinkle Wafer Cookie stood behind her, stunned and quiet, as the room pulsed with something ancient, older than memory, deeper than grief.

Marshmallow Tail closed her eyes. “Let me show you.”

The world around them blurred. A flicker of red light spiraled outward from her body, and then…

———————————

The sanctuary was bathed in twilight glow. The sacred incense of wild herbs filled the air. At the center of the stone chamber, Creamy Mocha Cookie knelt with his hands trembling, clutching his Soul Jam. His elegant haori was torn. Dirt and blood-like jam speckled his arms.

“You need to go,” he said, his voice shaking, “They’ve turned against me. You can still get away—”

“No,” said the red panda-hybrid cookie sage, Marshmallow Tail Cookie, her voice strong, even as fear quivered at the edges. “I won’t leave you. You did nothing wrong.”

“You don’t understand… if they find you here, they’ll–!”

And then the chamber doors slammed open. Voices shouted. Accusations rang. Torches surged like angry flames.

“No, please-!” she cried, stepping in front of Creamy Mocha Cookie as one of the tribe elders raised a jagged ceremonial blade.

The blow struck. A gasp.

Creamy Mocha Cookie screamed her name as she crumpled to the floor, her blood-like jam painting the stones. Her tail twitched once… then closed her eyes to never open them again and lay still.

The other Cookies surrounded him, mocking, blaming, twisting the truth. And Creamy Mocha Cookie, kneeling in a pool of her blood, could only stare, his Soul Jam flickering violently.

That moment…. Was when the light inside him died…

Bellflower Oreo staggered backward as the vision ended, tears pouring freely down her face. Her dough felt heavy. Cold.

Periwinkle Wafer looked between the two of them, covering her mouth. “W-witches… That’s… monstrous…”

Marshmallow Tail’s spirit stared down at her own translucent paws. “They blamed him for my death… and I wasn’t there to defend him anymore. I died, and so did the last reason he had to believe in kindness.”

Bellflower Oreo knelt slowly, her eyes locked with Marshmallow Tail’s glowing ones. “They shattered him…”

Marshmallow Tail nodded. “And he never healed.”

Silence has taken over once Marshmallow Tail had said that. The temple pulsed with quiet pain. Then… Bellflower Oreo gently took Marshmallow’s ghostly paw in her own.

“I understand now. Why he hates soft cookies. Why he believes kindness crumbles.” She paused. “… But he’s wrong.”

The spirit looked at her.

Bellflower Oreo’s voice gained strength. “Kindness and Serenity doesn’t crumble. It cracks. It bends. But it rebuilds. And I… I’ll prove it. Not just for me, not just for my subjects and daughters, but for you. And for who he used to be.”

Marshmallow Tail stared at her, then slowly smiled. Her soul shimmered like fading light. “…Then maybe, just maybe… he can be saved.”

She raised her paw, touching Bellflower Oreo’s chest. “But only if you make it to the end, Empress Bellflower Oreo Cookie.”

Her form began to fade, dissolving into tiny stars of red and white light, curling upward like embers from a candle.

And as the last of her soul vanished, Bellflower Oreo Cookie whispered into the still air:

“You were the only one he loved. You may be gone… but your light will guide me.”

Suddenly… A thunder resounded outside of the temple, starling both Bellflower Oreo Cookie and Periwinkle Wafer Cookie, that could only mean one thing…

“You escaped faster than I thought, little empress.”

Bellflower Oreo slowly turned around and saw Umbral Mocha Cookie at the other side of the sanctuary, his expression was still cold and cruel, and he was holding her Soul Jam, the Light of Serenity, alongside his Soul Jam, the Light of Cruelty.

“I honestly thought you would just give up, soft cookies like you always give up, and then they crumble.” Umbral Mocha taunted, the cruelty was evident in his voice.

Bellflower Oreo stood up, slowly, leaning on Periwinkle Wafer. The thunder still echoed in the depths of her dough, but she refused to look afraid.

Her gaze locked onto his.

“You still think kindness is weakness…” Bellflower Oreo said, her voice was low. “But I saw the truth.”

Umbral Mocha Cookie’s eyes narrowed. “You saw nothing but an illusion. A dream. A lie wrapped in regret.” He took a single step forward. The ground beneath his boots cracked slightly, as if rejecting him. “I was made cruel,” he growled. “Forged cruel. Because softness was my sin, and it kill her.”

Bellflower Oreo clutched her chest, her fingers brushing over where her Soul Jam once rested. “You weren’t forged cruel… You were broken. And instead of healing… you sharpened the pieces and called it strength.”

“That is survival!” Umbral Mocha barked. “Strength is not watching the only Cookie who ever loved you die because you couldn’t fight!”

“I know,” Bellflower Oreo said quietly.

His rage halted, for just a second. Bellflower Oreo Cookie met his eyes. There was no malice. No hate. Only a sorrow that mirrored his own… but refused to consume her.

“I know,” Bellflower Oreo repeated. “I saw her. I felt it. She died protecting you. Because you were worth protecting.”

Umbral Mocha Cookie’s expression twitched. Bellflower Oreo Cookie took a step closer.

“She didn’t want you to become this. This… shell of fury, hiding behind chains and blades. She believed in your light.” She replied.

“I am light,” Umbral Mocha snapped, his voice trembling. “The Light of Cruelty! The only thing this world respects!”

“And I carry the Light of Serenity,” Bellflower whispered. “Let them meet, and we’ll see which burns longer.”

Umbral Mocha’s eyes glowed, dangerous, chaotic, and burning with something deeper than hatred.

“…Then come,” he said coldly, lifting both Soul Jams, his and hers, their opposing pulses beating louder in the chamber like war drums. “Let us find out.” He prepared his two jade swords attacked to long chains.

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The Test of Cruelty vs Serenity (A CRK Fanmade Beast-Yeast Episode)

The Peacewielder Empress (4/8)

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WARNING: THIS ONE CONTAINS A CHARACTER’S SUDDEN DEATH, READ UNDER YOUR OWN RISK!

I WILL NOT TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR ANY EMOTIONAL DAMAGES!

Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.

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The stone steps groaned under their feet as the three cookies carefully climbed out of the dungeon level. The torch-lit stairway curved tightly upward, and the air began to shift, no longer damp and stale, but scented faintly of incense and cherrywood. The silence here wasn’t oppressive like the dungeon, it was reverent. Sacred. As though the walls themselves were remembering.

At the top of the stairs, a small wooden door stood slightly ajar. Bellflower Oreo Cookie pushed it open slowly.

Beyond was a long corridor, its ceiling held up by faded crimson banners and cracked marble arches. Glowing runes faintly lit the path, their light pulsing like a heartbeat. Paintings lined the stone walls, scenes of red panda-hybrid cookies in elegant robes performing rituals under moonlight, surrounded by symbols of kindness, serenity, wisdom.

“This place…” whispered Marshmallow Tail Cookie, her eyes wide. “I’ve never been this far up. The elders used to say this part was… sacred. Forbidden.”

Periwinkle Wafer glanced at one of the murals. “Hmnn, maybe this place used to be a healing area for cookies who got hurt. Look…”

Bellflower Oreo stepped closer, narrowing her eyes. In one painting, a regal red panda-hybrid cookie sage, with a bit of similarities to the little Marshmallow Tail Cookie, stood in the middle of a ritual, maybe it was a healing ritual, next to the red panda-hybrid cookie sage there was a cookie, he looked like Umbral Mocha Cookie… But he looked, different, kind.

This Cookie had a pretty long hair tied in a loosen braid, it had a beautiful mix of white and brown colors, resembling a creamy mocha drink, his eyes were bright yellow like vanilla, his clothes were also different, he was wearing a clean haori with white, brown and yellow colors with long brown pants, and his Soul Jam around his neck looked like a bright yellow lotus flower with 5 petals instead of a symbol that resembled a flower with just 3 petals.

Bellflower Oreo pressed her lips together. “Is that… Umbral Mocha Cookie before he...?”

Periwinkle Wafer nodded solemnly. “… M’lady, I don’t think he simply just fell from grace like the other beasts…”

“I can really agree with you, Periwinkle Wafer, and I feel like that red panda-hybrid cookie sage had some sort of special relationship with him…” Bellflower Oreo replied.

Then, a sudden creak made all three freeze.

Down the hallway, a door opened on its own, no wind, no movement, just silence. The room beyond pulsed with a soft amber light.

Bellflower Oreo looked between them, then stepped forward. “Stay close. Whatever’s ahead… I want to believe it’s meant to guide us. But we don’t take chances.”

They moved carefully through the corridor, passing rooms that had once held ceremonial robes, broken offerings, and small meditation chambers. Now they were coated in dust and silence, relics of a time long forgotten.

Inside the glowing room, they found a round chamber with floor cushions still laid in a circle. A low, stone table rested at the center, and on it… an open scroll.

Bellflower Oreo stepped forward and gently picked it up.

“To whoever bears the Light of Serenity,

You have stepped where few dare tread.

If the Beast still walks, then you carry what once was his.”

“Know this: The closer you get to the Sanctuary, the more your Soul Jam will tremble. And if your will falters, he will devour it.”

Bellflower Oreo’s hands shook slightly. She passed the scroll to Periwinkle Wafer, then turned toward the far end of the chamber. There, a spiraling staircase of red stone ascended into the temple’s final level, the ancient Sanctuary of the Red Pandas.

But just as they approached it… Bellflower Oreo felt a tight pressure in her chest, which it made her dough ache a lot. She winced, gripping her chest tightly.

“M’lady?!” Periwinkle Wafer gasped, reaching for her.

“I’m… fine,” Bellflower Oreo managed, catching her breath.

“I feel like I should lay down… Maybe when we reach the sanctuary…” Bellflower Oreo thought a little worried.

Marshmallow Tail shivered, ears flattening. “I don’t like this… I want to be brave, but this place… it feels like it’s remembering everything bad that happened.”

Bellflower Oreo gently touched her shoulder. “And yet we’re still walking. That’s what bravery looks like.” She turned back to the stairs. “To the sanctuary,” she whispered. “To end what started long ago.”

———

After going up the stairs for what it felt like endless hours, they finally arrived to the sanctuary, the main area of the temple, a horrible, cold, cruel and dead area where there was nothing but the cruel wind passing through it, when suddenly, the tight pressure in Bellflower Oreo’s chest came back, and this time it made her collapse, falling unconscious in the process.

However… When she opened her eyes, she was no longer in the temple as she remembered it.

The cold stone was warm beneath her hooves. The dim, pulsing glow of the runes had become sunlight pouring in through open windows carved with intricate red panda motifs. Cherry blossom petals drifted softly in the air, the scent of tea and incense lingering like a memory too tender to hold.

She was standing in the middle of the sanctuary… but not as it was now.

This was long ago. This was when the temple was alive.

Her chest still ached faintly, but she found herself moving forward, not with effort, but as though guided.

Then, she saw a cookie, Umbral Mocha Cookie, no, this was his past self, before he fell from grace, the cookie stood near the sacred fountain, his long hair flowing gently down his back in a loose braid, glinting with soft cream and golden tones. He was laughing softly, not the cruel chuckle of the beast Bellflower Oreo Cookie had faced, but a gentle, radiant laugh that sounded like it could heal sadness itself.

Beside him sat the red panda-hybrid cookie sage, adorned in flowing silks with crimson and gold, her tail lazily curled around her feet. She leaned against his shoulder, smiling, her eyes half-lidded in peace.

“Oh Creamy Mocha Cookie… Another scroll about star alignment?” she teased.

Creamy Mocha chuckled. “Someone has to double-check your moonlit rituals,” he replied with warmth. “Besides… I like hearing your voice read.”

The sage blushed faintly, nudging him with her elbow. “Charmer, Creamy Mocha.”

He glanced down at her, more sincere than playful. “No. I just mean it.”

And in that moment, Bellflower Oreo Cookie could feel the energy between them, gentle, sacred. A love born not from passion, but from two cookies finding safety in each other’s kindness.

Suddenly, the scene shifted. Bellflower Oreo saw the next scene develop.

Inside the sanctuary’s heart, a circle of injured cookies lay surrounded by glowing runes. The red panda-hybrid cookie stood at the center, hands glowing with soft golden light as she sang ancient words, a healing spell, fluid and melodic.

Creamy Mocha Cookie stood just behind her, holding a small ceremonial orb in both hands. As the sage reached the final verse, he stepped forward and raised the orb, releasing a soft wave of energy that amplified her magic.

The wounds across the cookies’ bodies faded slowly, replaced by a gentle warmth and steady breath. They had done this dozens of times. Always together. And each time, she turned to smile at him when it was done.

“You balance me,” The sage whispered.

“I learned from the best,” Creamy Mocha replied.

Bellflower Oreo then felt sympathy for what she was feeling, was this truly how Umbral Mocha Cookie used to be before he fell from grace? What could’ve caused his corruption?

It didn’t take long for her to find out, because the next scene shift answered her answer right away.

———

It was dusk. The healing chamber was empty now, but Creamy Mocha Cookie stood by the window, clutching his braid. There were whispers just beyond the doorway.

“…He’s weak. Always hiding behind her.”

“He used to be useful. Now he just gets in the way.”

“All that sweetness, and for what? He’s no guardian, unlike the other virtues.”

The words stung. But worse was what came next, a shadow pounced from the darkness… A member of the Verdant Tailburrow Tribe struck him with a staff, knocking him to the floor.

“You think you’re above us with that yellow lotus gem because you hold back? Because you’re too soft to lead?”

He didn’t fight back. He simply curled inward. “Please… Stop…” He whispered

The intruder did not take that well. And Bellflower Oreo Cookie became witness of something horrifying.

When the sage arrived minutes later, the assailant was gone, and Creamy Mocha Cookie sat trembling on the floor, blood-like jam on his lips, the braid cut and fallen beside him… Which meant that the assailant had cut his braid has punishment, now his hair was short and a mess.

Eventually, the scene shifted once more.

This time it was in his chamber, Creamy Mocha Cookie sat with his legs pulled to his chest, eyes fixed on the snipped braid lying across the table. His hair now framed his face in uneven waves, strands clinging to his cheeks.

The red panda-hybrid sage cookie knelt beside him, brushing his face gently. “You didn’t deserve that,” she whispered.

“I… let it happen,” he murmured. “Maybe they’re right. Maybe I’m too soft. Too naive. Maybe I should’ve pushed back. I should’ve been—”

“No,” she said firmly. “Your kindness isn’t the problem. Their cruelty is.”

But her words… didn’t reach him the way they used to.

His eyes dimmed. “Maybe softness isn’t meant to survive in places like this.”

Bellfower Oreo Cookie couldn’t help but watch with pity, she was slowly understanding why Umbral Mocha Cookie was too cruel, because the other’s cruelty broke him.

———

But what she was about see now… Was the final blow…

The sanctuary was quiet. Too quiet.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie’s vision blurred, time distorting as her heart ached. She knew what was coming. The air grew cold again.

She turned a corner… And saw her… The red panda-hybrid sage cookie lay lifeless at the center of the sanctuary. Her ceremonial garb was torn.

Creamy Mocha Cookie knelt over her, his hands trembling as he tried, and failed, to bring her back.

“P-please… W-wake up…” Creamy Mocha whispered as he sobbed. “Don’t leave me…”

Around him stood members of the tribe, cold-eyed and accusatory.

“She died protecting you,” one spat. “She was blinded by your weakness.”

“You couldn’t even defend her.”

“You’re a soft cookie.”

Creamy Mocha Cookie didn’t speak. His hands curled into trembling fists. The warmth in his eyes…. Were gone. His Soul Jam flickered…. And cracked.

Then…. Everything turned black.

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The Test of Cruelty vs Serenity (A Beast-Yeast Fanmade Episode)

The Peacewielder Empress (3/8)

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Bellflower Oreo Cookie narrowed her eyes at the two subordinates. One leaned lazily against a pillar, toying with the delicate Moon Harp in its claws. The other stood stiff and alert, eyes like slits, scanning the hallway with inhuman patience. The shadows shifted as the torches flickered, casting long shapes across the cracked stone floor.

“There has to be a way to get close without alerting them,” Bellflower Oreo murmured.

Periwinkle Wafer Cookie leaned closer. “I can mimic notes with my voice, but not that melody. It needs the harp’s tone to work.”

Marshmallow Tail Cookie looked between the two nervously. “W-what if we, um… I don’t know, made them think something’s happening elsewhere? Like, like a distraction!”

Bellflower Oreo turned to her slowly, her gaze softening. “That… might just work.” She paused, thinking. “Periwinkle Wafer Cookie, do you still remember that lullaby you used to hum to the young ones back in the Moonpetal gardens?”

Periwinkle Wafer blinked, then smiled slightly. “The one with the bellflower blossoms swaying? Of course I do.”

“Hum it. Just softly,” Bellflower Oreo whispered, a plan forming. “Just enough to draw attention to a side hallway. If one of them leaves his post, I’ll move around the columns, retrieve the harp, and toss it back to you.”

Marshmallow Tail tilted her head. “What about me?”

“You’ll watch their shadows,” Bellflower Oreo said gently. “Warn us if they catch on.”

Marshmallow Tail nodded quickly, crouching behind a cluster of broken stone urns, watching the flickers of movement on the wall.

Periwinkle Wafer took a deep breath, then began humming. A slow, haunting melody, like petals on a breeze. It echoed faintly through the dungeon corridors, curling through cracks in the wall and toward the guards.

The taller one’s ears twitched.

It turned its head, curious. The other hissed at it softly, but after a moment’s pause… the curious one began to walk away, leaving its partner behind.

Bellflower Oreo didn’t hesitate. She slipped into the shadows like wind through leaves, creeping along the curved columns with careful, silent steps. Her heart thudded in her chest, this wasn’t a battlefield. This was something far more fragile. One misstep could end it all.

Closer. Closer still. The harp gleamed in the torchlight, cradled lazily in the second guard’s claws. Bellflower Oreo crouched just behind a cracked pedestal, watching for a break.

Then, Marshmallow Tail gave a tiny hiss of warning from the shadows. The guard had stiffened.

Bellflower Oreo reached out slowly… then sharply tapped the base of the pedestal with a cane she found. The sound rang like a bell.

The guard snapped toward the noise, and in that instant, Bellflower Oreo snatched the harp from its loosened grip and rolled backward behind the pillar.

The creature snarled and turned, but by then, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie had the harp in her hands and was already strumming the first few notes.

The moment the melody left the strings, the air shimmered faintly with a pale, glowing warmth.

The guards’ snarling slowed. Their eyes blinked, dulled. They staggered backward as if hit by a wave of drowsiness.

Then… they collapsed to the ground with a soft thud. It fell asleep. Marshmallow Tail gasped, covering her mouth.

Periwinkle Wafer exhaled in relief. “It worked…”

Bellflower Oreo nodded, standing tall again. “Peace can still be stronger than violence…” She glanced at the others and offered her hand to Marshmallow Tail. “Come. We’re almost out of this dungeon.”

———

Meanwhile… The jungle lay quiet now.

Ash still lingered in the air, and the cracked stone courtyard bore the scars of the confrontation, scorched pillars, shattered chains, and a lingering chill where Umbral Mocha Cookie had once stood.

The party remained near the edge of the ruins. Still shaken. Still piecing together what had just happened.

Rye Cookie sat against a moss-covered column, one hand pressed against her bruised ribs, her guns laid beside her. “Empress Bellflower Oreo Cookie… she really gave herself up,” she muttered. “That cookie gave everything up without hesitation.”

Chili Pepper Cookie paced, her fists clenched tight, bandages wrapped hastily around her arm. “She shouldn’t have done that. Not for any of us.”

“No,” Iris Oreo Cookie said quietly.

All eyes turned to her.

The oldest princess of Moonpetal Province stood tall despite the bruises on her dough, her Japanese whip still clipped at her side, her long hair tied up in a loose braidless flowing in the gentle breeze. She looked toward the temple entrance, her gaze distant.

“She did it because she’s her,” Iris Oreo whispered.

Candytuft Oreo Cookie stood close beside her older sister, holding her arm tightly. “She’s right. Mom always… put everyone else before herself,” she murmured. “When some kids picked on me whenever I talked about adventures outside Moonpetal Province, she always reassured me that she’ll love me no matter what… Even back when I had nightmares, she’d stay up all night making me herbal tea, even if she had a hundred of daily tasks in the morning. She’s… always been like that.”

“She’s the kind of cookie who’d choose to break rather than let others suffer,” Iris Oreo added, voice trembling now.

“She saved all of us,” Rye Cookie muttered, rubbing a hand across her face. “And we let her.”

“No,” Iris Oreo snapped, her voice sharp like thunder. “He forced her. That monster took her kindness and used it against her.” Her hands shook, rage building behind her calm. “He thinks he can twist what makes her strong into something weak.”

Chili Pepper let out a frustrated growl. “So what now? We go charging back in? We’re all beat to crumbs. We’ve got kids here. She think we’re running back home.”

“I’m not leaving my mother in that temple,” Iris Oreo said flatly.

“Me either.” Candytuft Oreo replied.

Rye pushed herself upright. “I never said we were.”

Candytuft stepped forward, eyes watery but firm. “We have to help her. We can’t let her face him alone…”

“Especially not after everything she’s done,” Iris added, her voice trembling. “She deserves more than being remembered as some selfless martyr.”

“I agree, future sister-in-law.” Custard Cookie III replied after being quiet for a long time. “Besides, Gingerbrave, Straberry Cookie and Wizard Cookie are not here to give us a hand.”

There was a long silence. Then Marzipan Pufftail Cookie, still holding onto a scarf Bellflower had given him earlier in the journey, looked up.

“I don’t know how much help I’ll be,” he said, “but I want to come too. She saved me. I want to help bring her back.”

Chili Pepper Cookie put a hand on her hip, a deep sigh leaving her chest. “…Fine. But we’re doing it smart this time.”

Rye Cookie slung her guns over her shoulder, pain etched in every movement, but her resolve was solid. “We regroup. We heal. Then we plan. And when we go back in…”

She looked at Iris Oreo and Candytuft Oreo, then toward the temple walls, towering and oppressive.

“…we don’t come back without her.”

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The Test of Cruelty vs Serenity (a CRK Fanmade Beast-Yeast episode)

The Peacewielder Empress (2/8)

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Bellflower Oreo Cookie gave Marshmallow Tail Cookie a reassuring smile, then carefully rose to her feet, brushing dust off her kimono.

“Alright,” she said, glancing around the small, dimly lit cell. The walls were rough-hewn stone, damp and cold, with patches of moss spreading across cracks. Thunder rumbled outside again, making the very air hum with tension. “We can’t stay here. Let’s see if we can find a way out.”

Periwinkle Wafer Cookie nodded and moved toward the barred door, gripping the rusty iron. “Locked,” she muttered, pulling with what strength she had. The door clanked and resisted, not budging an inch.

Bellflower Oreo joined her, running her hands along the edges. “That means we’ll have to look for something, maybe a key, a loose hinge, anything.”

“You mean like that?” Marshmallow Tail spoke up timidly, pointing to one corner of the room.

Both Bellflower Oreo and Periwinkle Wafer followed her gaze. There, tucked into a crack in the floor, was a small, jagged piece of metal, probably from a previous prisoner or something that had broken off long ago.

“Good eyes, little one.” Bellflower Oreo said warmly. “That might help.”

Periwinkle Wafer hurried over and picked up the shard. It was sharp enough to use as a makeshift tool.

“Maybe we can pry the lock,” Periwinkle Wafer suggested, moving back toward the door.

As she knelt and began working the shard into the tiny space between the lock and its bolt, Marshmallow Tail Cookie stood close to Bellflower Oreo Cookie, ears lowered. Thunder cracked again outside, louder this time.

“Um… Miss Bellflower Oreo?” Marshmallow Tail whispered, “are we really going to get out?”

Bellflower Oreo placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, feeling the tension and fear in the smaller Cookie. “We will,” she answered softly but with absolute conviction. “And when we do, we’ll find everyone who’s been taken. That’s a promise.”

There was a metallic scrape, then a loud click.

“I think I got it!” Periwinkle Wafer whispered, eyes bright.

With a careful push, the door swung open just enough to let a sliver of light from the hallway outside spill into the cell.

Bellflower Oreo let out a relieved breath, then looked at the others. “Stay close,” she instructed. “We don’t know what’s out there.”

Periwinkle Wafer nodded, gripping the shard like a tiny dagger. Marshmallow Tail gave Bellflower a small but determined nod.

Together, they slipped through the door into the darkened corridor beyond, knowing this was only the first step, but it was a vital one.

———

Meanwhile, deep in the heart of the temple, Umbral Mocha Cookie sat upon a throne carved from ancient wood and wrapped in twisting roots that glowed faintly. His hands rested calmly on his knees as he stared into the radiant light spilling from the two Soul Jams suspended before him, one was his own, jagged and wild, pulsing with a dark green light. The other was Bellflower Oreo Cookie’s Soul Jam, glowing softly like a captive star.

Boreal Chaos Cookie kept his distance, leaning against one of the temple’s cracked columns. Despite his imposing presence, his icy gaze flicked uneasily toward Umbral Mocha every so often. Even a Cookie as fierce as him knew when to let silence reign.

Sakura Mochi Cookie and Kusa Mochi Cookie, the twins who had served as Umbral Mocha’s eyes and ears in the forest, sat on either side of his legs. They gazed up at the glowing Soul Jams with rapt wonder. The light reflected in their wide eyes, making them look almost enchanted.

“Pretty,” Kusa Mochi whispered, voice hushed as though she were in a sacred shrine.

“Very,” Sakura Mochi agreed, resting her chin against Umbral Mocha’s knee. “Lord Umbral Mocha Cookie, is her Soul Jam really part of yours?”

Umbral Mocha’s gaze remained on the gems. “Not anymore,” he answered, his voice deep and smooth as melted chocolate. “But it was, long ago. My Soul Jam, the Light of Kindness was once one whole. Until me and my allies fell from grace… That darn witch sealed me and my beast companions in that darn Silver Tree, trapped there for 1300 years… My Soul Jam was separated into two… The Light of Cruelty and the Light of Serenity...”

Kusa Mochi tilted her head, ears flicking. “Do you want it back, then?”

A slow, almost humorless smile crossed his lips. “I intend to reclaim what is mine,” he murmured. “And with it, erase every trace of softness they left behind.”

The twins exchanged a glance, both flicking in unison as they soaked in their master’s words. Boreal Chaos Mocha shifted slightly, his frozen armor making a faint crackling sound, his eyes fixed on Umbral Mocha Cookie, awaiting his next command.

“Soon,” Umbral Mocha continued, lifting one hand so the Soul Jams rotated slowly before him like tiny worlds in orbit. “Our little empress will come to me. And she will learn that serenity cannot save her.”

The two Soul Jams glowed ever brighter, casting eerie shadows across the temple walls as the light danced across Umbral Mocha Cookie’s face, a harbinger of what was yet to come.

————

Returning with Bellflower Oreo Cookie, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie and Marshmallow Tail, the three of them were quietly walking around the hallways of the deepest levels of the temple, almost leaving the dungeon. Until, they saw two subordinates of Umbral Mocha Cookie guarding the far exit of the dungeon.

“We have unwanted company far away.” Bellflower Oreo muttered. “And I don’t think they’ll let us pass too easily kindly.”

Marshmallow Tail Cookie gulped, Periwinkle Wafer then realized something and sighed. “I could use my harp to play the “Sleeping Light” melody, but…” Periwinkle Wafer notices that one of the guards has her Moon Harp tingly in its arms. “They have my harp…”

“H-how are we gonna get it back then??” Marshmallow Tail asked, trying not to be too loud.

Bellflower Oreo slowly began to built a plan in her mind, one that needed to be made with lot of stealth, cautious, but no violence.

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So I’m pretty sure you folks are wondering who is Periwinkle Wafer Cookie (since you’ve seen her name in a few of my stories but you might have questioned yourself who the peck she is, we’ll say no more! Cuz today I’m gonna answer that question!)

Pre-Gacha Pull: “Ahh, feel that lovely harp melody”

Gacha Pull: “The night is like a calm melody”

Type: Support Cookie.

Personality: Gentle, serene, and a bit absent-minded. Always humming a tune, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie is beloved by both creatures and Cookies for her calming melodies. She’s deeply spiritual, believing music is the language of the stars.

Periwinkle Wafer Cookie is not only Bellflower Oreo Cookie’s Company Lady but she’s also the Royal Musician of Moonpetal Province, everyone loves her and her melodies. Just like every cookie in Moonpetal Province, she doesn’t use weapons or violence, she prefers more using the calming melodies of her moon harp to ease tension.

Her harp was made out of the wood of the Moon Tree alongside the moon stone, which is why it’s always floating around her, and yes, she grab her harp with her arms whenever she wants.

Abilities:

Her music can soothe wild beasts, ease pain, and even calm aggressive Cookies during conflict.

At night, her harp glows softly and can create illusions of constellations in the sky.

Her lullaby is the nightly “curfew bell” in the province, it’s said even restless babies fall asleep in seconds.

Fun Fact:

Periwinkle Wafer Cookie plays a minor role in the main story but she plays a mayor role in both Cookie Odyssey and Beast Yeast.

Cookie Odyssey I

Periwinkle Wafer Cookie arrives to the Vanilla Kingdom alongside Bellflower Oreo Cookie since she’s her Company Lady, and she’s very surprised about the kingdom’s environment since she has never left the Bellflower Oreo Kingdom in her entire life, during the party, she gets to meet Hollyberry Cookie and Dark Cacao Cookie in person (since she has only heard stories about them from Bellflower Oreo Cookie) and she also meets Wildberry Cookie and Crunchy Chip Cookie, although the three of them don’t have quite of an interesting talk at first despite Periwinkle Wafer’s questions about the Hollyberry and Dark Cacao kingdoms.

Over the next 5 days of the Cookie Odyssey I, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie is either in the Garden, exploring the Plaza or in the Council Hall accompanying Bellflower Oreo Cookie and learning about the other kingdoms and a few more and new details of the story of the Dark Flour War.

Cookie Odyssey II

Periwinkle Wafer Cookie accompanies GingerBrave, Wildberry Cookie, Crunchy Chip Cookie, Clotted Cream Cookie, and Financier Cookie to their journey back to the Crème Republic, where the Soul Jams can be studied and have their powers shared. She’s very fascinated about the Crème Republic’s beauty and built, and she gets too excited when she sees the Monument Spire Piazza and the Fountain Piazza, overly overjoyed about seeing such beauty, but she feels a little down of spending her entire life in her home kingdom and missing such beautiful world, here Crunchy Chip Cookie, tho he strongly prefers the Dark Cacao Kingdom, he admits that Periwinkle Wafer Cookie is not the only one who has never left her home kingdom in her entire life, Wildberry, tho quiet, makes a small nod agreeing.

Eventually the incident of the Divine Sanctum happens and Periwinkle Wafer manages to get back Bellflower Oreo’s Soul Jam by using the melody of her harp called: “The Sleeping Light” which is a melody that puts both beasts and cookies into a deep sleep for 2-4 hours.

When she meets the elders in the Convocation Chamber, she tries to be the polite as possible, which it technically works in her way.

Eventually in day 2, Periwinkle Wafer wakes up when the first rays of sun hit her chamber in the Mansion Madeleine, since that’s the nature of the cookies from the Bellflower Oreo Kingdom, when she meets her companions after they all wake up, she says that tho she misses the beds of her home, she confesses that it was the best sleep she ever had in her entire life.

During the rest of Day 2 and 3, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie gets to have a few interactions with Financier Cookie which rapidly develops into a strong friendship composed by the calm and serene friend and the overprotective friend (and maybe something more). There’s also one interaction where Periwinkle Wafer helps Crunchy Chip with his seasickness (DISCLAIMER: The concept of the cookies from the Dark Cacao Kingdom being seasick due to the Licorice Sea, having thalasphobia and not being used to sailing is NOT mine, all credits goes to the original owner of this interesting headcanon @pinemartenstudios ) since she and the cookies from the Bellflower Oreo Kingdom, despite some of them are apothecaries, herbalists, musicians, astrologers, caretakers, or gentle scholars, they’re all prepared for any emergencies related to injuries and sickness.

And also, dear pinemartenstudios, if you’re seeing this…. I LOVE YOUR CONTENT, I’M A FAN!! You’re one of my inspiration idols!! :33333

Also sorry for using your headcanon without permission :c

Cookie Odyssey III

In this chapter, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie has a strong friendship not only with Financier Cookie but also with Madeleine Cookie, Expresso Cookie, Wildberry Cookie and Crunchy Chip, tho she mainly respects Clotted Cream Cookie, she sees him more as a figure to respect than a friend, and for a few reasons.

However, on Day 4, during the Republic War, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie helps Bellflower Oreo Cookie and the other ancients to stop Dark Enchantress by using her harp melodies to put some of her allies to sleep.

At Day 5, when it’s time to say goodbye, Periwinkle Wafer Cookie alongside Wildberry Cookie, Crunchy Chip Cookie, Madeleine Cookie, Expresso Cookie, Financier Cookie and Clotted Cream Cookie, despite their distances, they all promises to try and visit each other anytime as possible, and together they form their group called: “The Odyssey Squadron”.

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ALRIGHT, IF DEVSIS WON’T GIVE US A TIGER LILY COOKIE REUNITING WITH HER FAMILY MOMENT

I’LL DO IT MYSELF

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Before anyone asks how on earth did I got such big record (specially you, Xquinexx), I just wanna saw two things:

1. I played a few games with almost the same mechanic like the Secret Garden of Passion and Romance (+ you need to be strategic on how things go here)

2. You can actually save your process whenever you feel tired of playing (I learned this one day when I was playing and suddenly the game crashed out and I freaked out because I thought I lost my progress, when in reality it saved)

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The Tests of Cruelty vs Serenity (A CRK Fanmade Beast-Yeast Episode)

The Peacewielder Empress (1/8)

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“… Bellflower Oreo Cookie…”

“… You’re a soft cookie…”

“… And soft cookies always crumble.”

Bellflower Oreo Cookie awoke with a jolt, the thunder outside cracking like a whip across the heavens. Her breath hitched. The scent of damp stone, the cold bite of iron bars, and the distant murmur of stormwinds told her everything she needed to know: this wasn’t a dream. She was in a dark room. A prisoner.

Disoriented, her fingers traced the floor beneath her, ancient, slick stone etched with faint sigils. Her thoughts raced like lightning:

How long had she been unconscious? What happened after Umbral Mocha Cookie grabbed her? Were her daughters… was everyone else… safe?

Then, a voice.

“M-m’lady…?”

Bellflower Oreo Cookie’s heart stuttered. She turned quickly, eyes wide, and there, in the shadows of the dimly lit cell, was a familiar figure. Dusty and bruised, but unmistakable… It was Periwinkle Wafer Cookie. Her personal accompany lady cookie.

“P-Periwinkle Wafer Cookie!?” Bellflower Oreo gasped, both relieved and confused.

“M’lady!! You’re awake! Oh thank the Witches, you’re alright!” Periwinkle Wafer stumbled to her knees beside her. “I-I was keeping an eye at Moonpetal Province when someone struck me from behind. When I came back to conciousness, I was here, and you were lying on the ground, unmoving!” She sniffled, her voice cracking. “I feared the worst… I feared that you…”

Bellflower Oreo could only stare at her in stunned silence for a heartbeat. Then, without a word, she threw her arms around Periwinkle Wafer. She hugged her tight, too tight, and the tears came suddenly, silently, and painfully.

Her body shook as quiet sobs escaped her, the weight of it all finally crashing down.

The confrontation. The kidnapping. The danger. The faces of her daughters, her allies, the little Marzipan Pufftail Cookie… And now… the cold room… Everything.

“…M-m’lady?” Periwinkle Wafer whispered, shocked by the sudden act.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie clung tightly to Periwinkle Wafer Cookie, her arms trembling as her sobs echoed faintly against the stone walls. It had been so long since she’d cried. So long since she allowed herself to feel like this… She hasn’t allowed herself like this after her mother… Before she got her Soul Jam…

Periwinkle Wafer Cookie, stunned at first, slowly returned the embrace. She gently wrapped her arms around her Empress, holding her like one would cradle a wounded bird. She had never seen her like this.

“M’lady…” Periwinkle Wafer whispered, her voice fragile, “it’s alright… I’m here…”

Bellflower Oreo didn’t answer at first. Her fingers curled tighter into Periwinkle Wafer’s robe, as though afraid that if she let go, everything would fall apart again.

“I-I couldn’t protect them…” she choked out. “My daughters… my kingdom… I let my guard down, I-”

“No,” Periwinkle Wafer said firmly, her hands cupping Bellflower Oreo’s cheeks as she gently pulled back to meet her eyes. “Don’t say that, M’lady. Don’t ever say that.”

“But I failed, Periwinkle Wafer… I don’t even know if they’re alive. I don’t even know how to escape this place…”

“And still, your heart thinks of others first.” Periwinkle Wafer brushed away a tear from Bellflower Oreo’s cheek. “Even now. Even here. That’s not failure, M’lady. That’s love. That’s who you are.”

Bellflower Oreo closed her eyes, more tears slipping out, softer now. “I don’t know what to do…”

“I know…” Periwinkle said, her voice catching with her own unshed tears. “I know. But we’ll figure it out.”

Bellflower Oreo managed the faintest smile, worn, broken, but real.

“One thing that’s for sure… You always were better at comforting others,” she whispered. “And you were always better at hiding when you needed it,” Periwinkle Wafer smiled sadly.

They sat there together on the cold stone floor, side by side, arms around one another. There were no guards, no threats at the moment, just the quiet thunder outside and the soft, sacred silence between two hearts trying to stay whole in a world that had tried to tear them apart.

However, they suddenly heard the sad whimpering of a cookie, both Bellflower Oreo and Periwinkle Wafer turned and saw a cookie curled up in one of the corners of the room, she had her head curled into her knees.

She had a bright brown dough, long pink hair with pink marshmallows toppings, and she was only wearing a white nightgown, Bellflower Oreo figured she must be from the Verdant Tailburrow Tribe because she had fluffy red panda ears and tails.

“M’lady… Who is she?” Periwinkle Wafer whispered.

“I don’t know, I’ve never seen her before… But I think she’s from the Verdant Tailburrow Tribe since she has red panda ears and tail.” Bellflower Oreo replied.

The soft whimpering didn’t stop. It was shaky, like someone trying to stay quiet but losing the fight against fear and sorrow.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie took a step forward, slowly approaching the huddled cookie.

“Hey… hey, it’s okay…” she said gently, kneeling down without getting too close. “You’re not alone. We’re trapped here too.”

The red panda-hybrid cookie lifted her head slightly, just enough to reveal watery eyes and a trembling lower lip.

“I-I don’t… I don’t know where my mama is…” she whispered. Her voice was small, like that of a child who’d been lost for too long.

Bellflower Oreo’s heart tightened. She didn’t know if this cookie was young or simply shaken to her core, but it didn’t matter. No one deserved to be like this.

“Shhh… Don’t worry…” Bellflower Oreo reached out a cautious hand, palm facing up, an invitation rather than a command. “We’ll help you. We’ll figure this out together, alright?”

Periwinkle Wafer stepped beside her Empress, her eyes softening with concern. “What’s your name, sweetie?”

The red panda-hybrid cookie sniffled. “M-Marshmallow Tail Cookie… I was with my mama in the sacred spring when the lights went out… And then I… I woke up here…”

Bellflower Oreo and Periwinkle Wafer exchanged glances.

“She must’ve been taken too,” Periwinkle Wafer murmured.

Bellflower nodded slowly, then focused on Marshmallow Tail again. “We’re going to find her. And we’re going to get out of here, all of us. I promise.”

Marshmallow Tail didn’t say anything, but she slowly shifted forward, inch by inch, until she was close enough to grab Bellflower Oreo’s hand.

Bellflower Oreo didn’t pull away. She squeezed it gently instead, a silent vow that even in a place as dark as this, no one would be left behind.

And with that, there was one thing to do… Escape that darn place.

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The Test of Cruelty vs Serenity (A CRK Fanmade Beast-Yeast Episode)

The Lord of Cruelty (6/6)

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The sky had begun to dim.

Though the sun still hung above the canopy, the jungle surrounding the ruins seemed to darken with every step the party took. The trees grew quieter. The air, heavier. Even the wind, which once whispered through leaves and vines, now held its breath.

They had reached the threshold.

Before them stood the ancient Temple of the Bleeding Red Panda, a vast stone monument overrun by vines and time, its cracked walls inked with fading sigils in languages long forgotten. The entrance yawned like the mouth of some great beast, flanked by broken statues of winged, horned cookies whose names history had erased.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie placed a hand over her chest. Her Soul Jam pulsed faintly at the back of her hair. “Candytuft Oreo and Custard III… please be safe…” She prayed silently.

But just before they could step forward…

“You made it farther than we expected.”

The voice came with the scent of cherry blossoms. From the shadows beneath the twisted roots of a mangrove tree stepped Sakura Mochi Cookie, and beside her, Kusa Mochi Cookie.

Sakura Mochi smiled serenely, hands folded in her sleeves. “Congratulations.”

Kusa Mochi nodded slowly. “Truly. Most don’t make it past the first test.”

Rye Cookie stepped in front of Bellflower Oreo, narrowing his eyes. “Wait, hold your jelly horses… You two are the kids from the bridge! How did you two came back here??”

“Oh! We’re also… Caretakers of the path,” Sakura Mochi said.

“And… Guardians of the threshold,” added Kusa Mochi.

Their voices were soft, but perfectly coordinated, like two instruments tuned to a single, otherworldly harmony.

Chili Pepper Cookie scoffed. “If you’re the welcoming party, then you’ve got a whole lot of bad news waiting inside.”

Kusa Mochi’s smile didn’t change. “We’re not here to stop you.”

“But if you want to reach your loved ones,” Sakura Mochi added, her tone dropping slightly, “you’ll have to go through what’s left.”

“What do you-?”

A loud crack snapped through the air like thunder. The ground trembled.

And from behind the twins, stomping forward with a trail of icy mist curling from his feet, came a towering figure cloaked in deep, frost-covered robes. His silver antlers gleamed under the filtered light, and his expression was unreadable, yet burning with restrained fury… It was Boreal Chaos Cookie.

“Step away from the children,” he barked.

The twins gave no reaction, merely drifting to the side like petals on a breeze.

Boreal Chaos’ piercing blue eyes scanned the party with thinly veiled contempt. “Why are you here?”

Rye Cookie stepped forward, rifle half-raised. “Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing.”

Boreal Chaos’ expression twisted slightly when he spotted her, then flared into recognition when Chili Pepper came into view. “You…” He took a slow step forward, ice curling over the roots beneath his boots. “You’re the ones from the Kingdom. The ones who dared defy the Master’s call.”

Chili Pepper smirked. “Takes one to remember one.”

Bellflower Oreo stepped forward, shielding Iris Oreo and Marzipan Pufftail behind her. “Please. We don’t want to fight.”

“But we will if we have to,” Iris Oreo added firmly.

Boreal Chaos’ voice was like a glacier cracking. “Then you’ll get your wish.”

He raised his arm. Winds howled. Ice shot from the earth. And with a cry, the battle began.

———

The jungle air shattered into frost as Boreal Chaos Cookie raised both arms high.

A swirling blizzard erupted from his body, coating the ancient stone in an instant layer of rime. The jungle vines froze mid-sway. The breath of every Cookie became visible in the air. The warmth of the sun was a distant memory.

“Scatter!” Rye Cookie yelled as Boreal Chaos slammed his palms into the ground.

Shards of ice shot upward in jagged spears, nearly skewering where Marzipan Pufftail had been standing just seconds before. Iris Oreo yanked him out of the way, shielding him as Rye dove to cover them.

Bellflower Oreo stood her ground, hands clenched while her fan was trembling. “Stay focused… stay calm.”

Chili Pepper, grinning like a firecracker in a snowstorm, charged forward. “You want round two, Iceman? LET’S GO!”

She swung her dual blades, striking fast and wild, but Boreal Chaos met her with a wave of his arm. A wall of ice rose up and threw her backward like a ragdoll. She flipped mid-air and crashed down, skidding across the stone.

“Chili Pepper Cookie!” Rye shouted, firing a shot from her guns, only for it to be deflected by a spinning crystal shield. “Darn it! That spinning crystal shield is much like that criminal I met at the desert!”

“You cannot win,” Boreal Chaos growled, voice vibrating with frost. “My power is born from the silence of the tundra’s cruel ice. Your fire, your chaos, it will be smothered beneath snow.”

Iris Oreo helped Chili Pepper up. “We need to coordinate! He’s too strong for one-on-one!”

“Duh,” Chili groaned, spitting snow. “Plan, please?”

Bellflower Oreo Cookie breathed deep, heart pounding like war drums. Her Soul Jam flickered.

“I’ll distract him. His magic can’t hold focus if he’s counterbalanced.”

Rye glanced over. “You sure, Lady Bellflower Oreo Cookie?”

Bellflower Oreo nodded. “Trust me.”

“I have to prove kindness isn’t weakness.”

Bellflower Oreo stepped into the open, her hands glowing with a soothing, warm light, her Soul Jam radiating pulses of calm energy, like ripples across a frozen lake.

Boreal Chaos paused, brow furrowed.

“…You would use sleeping dust against me?” he muttered. “Foolish.”

But as he raised a massive icicle to throw, Iris Oreo struck from behind with her Japanese tape, wrapping it around his arm.

Chili Pepper dove from the left, slashing at his side with a heated blade. Rye swept through the air, attacking with her guns.

“NOW!” Bellflower Oreo cried out, unleashing a flash of tranquil energy, temporarily numbing Boreal Chaos’ senses.

Rye took the chance. With deadly precision, she leapt forward, delivering a crushing blow to Boreal Chaos’ back with the great aim of her guns, knocking the Cookie forward into a crumbling column.

Boreal Chaos Cookie hit the stone and collapsed to one knee. Snow began melting under his feet.

Panting heavily, he stared at the ground.

Chili Pepper crossed her arms. “Tough guy. But not invincible.”

Iris Oreo pulled her whip back. “Stay down. We don’t want to hurt you more than necessary.”

For a moment… silence. The ice around the temple slowly began to recede.

Marzipan Pufftail walked down beside Bellflower Oreo, offering a hand. “We did it.”

Bellflower Oreo smiled faintly and bowed her head in gratitude. “Thank you all… Now we can rescue Candytuft Oreo Cookie and Custard Cookie III…”

But then… A groan escaped Boreal Chaos’ throat. He rose, trembling, his body cracked with frost fractures and bruises, eyes burning brighter than ever.

“I… will not fail… him…”

He lifted his hand, dark frost swirling to reform the icicles once more. The party tensed. But before he could unleash another attack-

“That is enough, Boreal Chaos, I’ll handle this.”

The voice was cold. Deep. Final. It did not echo, it simply existed. All eyes turned. The vines before the temple parted, as if recoiling from the very presence now emerging.

He had arrived.

———

The moment the voice echoed, a hush swept over the temple ruins. Even the winds dared not stir.

Boreal Chaos Cookie froze in place, his outstretched hand trembling. He turned his head slowly toward the jungle opening, eyes wide with reverence… and fear.

From the shadows of the trees, the foliage pulled back, not naturally, but as if recoiling from the presence now emerging. Leaves browned in his wake. The stone itself dimmed.

And then… Umbral Mocha Cookie, The Beast and Lord of Cruelty, stepped forth. Tall. Silent. Imposing.

His deep emerald eyes glowed with an unnatural light, cold and calculating. His once-regal cape, now jagged and feathered like a predatory beast, brushed the ground as he walked. Twin curved blades hung at his sides, gleaming like the fangs of a serpent, and thick iron chains rattled with every footfall.

Bellflower Oreo Cookie’s breath caught.

She felt it. A pressure in her dough. As if kindness itself had been sucked from the air, leaving only dread in its place.

“This Cookie… he was once something else. Something pure. Now he was the opposite.”

Umbral Mocha Cookie’s gaze slid over each of them, judging, measuring, uncaring. Then it landed on Bellflower Oreo Cookie. And it lingered.

“…So,” he murmured, voice dark like a cave with no end. “You’re the one who carries half of what was mine.”

Bellflower Oreo didn’t respond. Her Soul Jam pulsed, instinctively trying to defend her, but it felt smaller under his gaze. Like a flickering candle beside a storm. “… A-and I believe you’re the one they call… Umbral Mocha Cookie, the Lord of Cruelty…”

Umbral Mocha scoffed. “That is true. Tho, me and my… Allies, are known as beasts.” He replied. “I commend your bravery, empress.” he continued, calmly stepping forward. “But this is not a fairy tale. You and your little party will not save those two brats.”

Rye stepped forward, her guns raised. “Hold it right there, you beast. You’re not taking anything-“

Suddenly, there was a blur of green.

Rye was suddenly knocked back, slammed into the wall with a single chain-lash.

“RYE!” Iris Oreo screamed.

Chili Pepper lunged with a war cry, her chili daggers clashed with his, but Umbral Mocha barely moved. With one twist, he caught both of her daggers with his blades and kicked her across the courtyard like a ragdoll.

“Pathetic… You’ll all fall,” Umbral Mocha whispered. “Like leaves before the frost.”

The party rallied, Iris Oreo crashed on a tree, Umbral Mocha was like a storm. Strong, cruel, efficient.

Every attack they launched was countered with crushing precision. Chains wrapped like serpents. Blades flashed like lightning. The temple stones cracked beneath their feet as the battle escalated into chaos.

Bellflower Oreo tried to cast her protective light, but it sputtered. Umbral Mocha’s presence devoured kindness, smothering it like smoke on fire.

Then… He snapped his fingers.

And out of the shadows, restrained and battered… Marzipan Pufftail was dragged into view by two unseen beastly minions.

Bellflower Oreo’s heart stopped. “No…”

Umbral Mocha stepped toward her slowly. “You want to keep what was mine, little bellflower? Then trade. Your Soul Jam… or him.”

Bellflower Oreo fell to her knees, tears welling. “Please… please, don’t hurt him…”

“Then give it back,” Umbral Mocha growled, stepping into her space.

The party was helpless. Wounded. Exhausted. Cornered. And Umbral Mocha Cookie? He hadn’t even broken a sweat.

———

A deadly silence swept across the battlefield.

Rye Cookie lay bruised and winded against a cracked stone pillar, barely holding onto her rifle. Chili Pepper Cookie was crouched beside her, growling between clenched teeth, trying to rise. Boreal Chaos Cookie, defeated and drained, could only watch in silence, waiting for the final decision between his master and the empress.

And Bellflower Oreo Cookie? She knelt before Umbral Mocha Cookie, trembling.

Before her, held roughly by two savage beastly silhouettes, was Marzipan Pufftail Cookie, his once, sparkling eyes now wide with pain and confusion. Chains clinked around his wrists. A bruise stained his cheek. His clothes were torn.

Bellflower Oreo couldn’t breathe. Her mind was a scream, a cacophony of terror and guilt.

“He’s here because of me.”

“This is my fault.”

“I should’ve come alone.”

“Why… Why did I drag them all into this?”

She touched her chest, her Soul Jam was pulsing wildly, panicking. Desperate. It resonated with Umbral Mocha’s looming presence… as if trying to hide from him.

“Still deciding?” Umbral Mocha’s tone was cold amusement. “Tick tock, thief. He doesn’t look like he can take much more.”

Marzipan struggled in the grip of the beasts. “Don’t listen to him!” he shouted hoarsely. “Please don’t do it! Bellflower Oreo—”

“Silence,” Umbral snapped.

With a gesture, a beast tightened its grip around Marzipan’s neck. He winced.

Bellflower Oreo gasped. “Stop it, don’t hurt him, please! He’s just a kid!”

Umbral Mocha turned his gaze to her, unflinching, cold. “You want him to live?” he asked, slowly pacing. “You want your precious party to survive?” His voice dropped, venomous. “You have no idea how many lives you’ve endangered… all for something that wasn’t yours.”

“Stop!!” Bellflower Oreo screamed.

Tears ran freely down her cheeks. Her knees wobbled. Her whole body felt like it would collapse in on itself.

“A-alright! You win! Just please don’t hurt him…” Bellflower Oreo exclaimed.

Umbral Mocha turned to Bellflower Oreo. “What’s that?”

Bellflower Oreo sighed. “I’ll take his place instead… And you can have my Soul Jam…”

Chili Pepper lunged forward. “No, empress! You can’t do this!”

Rye dropped her gun and scrambled toward her. “Think, lady Bellflower Oreo Cookie, this is what he wants! He’s breaking you!”

Iris Oreo looked at Bellflower Oreo, not being able to proceed what she has just decided to do, but also knowing that she’s putting everyone first above herself. “Mother…”

“Also…” Bellflower Oreo replied. “Please let Candytuft Oreo Cookie and Custard Cookie III go…”

Umbral Mocha stood quiet for a couple seconds, then he snapped his fingers. In a blink of an eye, Candytuft Oreo and Custard III appeared in between the group.

“H-huh??” Custard III blinked, slightly confused.

Candytuft Oreo then turned to Iris Oreo. “Sis?”

“Candytuft Oreo Cookie!” Iris Oreo exclaimed as she rushed to hug her little sister.

“I may be cruel, but at least I’m a cookie of word.” He replied as he walked closer to Bellflower Oreo.

Then… He grabbed Bellflower Oreo’s neck, taking away a bit of air for her to breath.

“A-ack!” Bellflower Oreo gasped.

“But if I’m honest with you, empress…. You really are a soft cookie…” Umbral Mocha muttered to her.

“… And soft cookies always fall into crumbles…”

TO BE CONTINUE…