Cookie Run Kingdom x Reader [Ongoing]

[Art by Golden Grimoire on Tumblr]

Your POV: 

Twizzly was always doing the most; running around shouting, hopping off tall inclines, causing a ruckus for other cookies in the small town. I was already out of breath chasing them, attempting to halt their shenanigans. "Hey! Could you slow down?!" I screeched, clinging onto my side as it stung from so much sprinting.

"If ya wanna catch me, you gotta keep running!" Twizzly remarked, hoping from one building to another. Everyday with her, it was the same adventure. We'd both get in trouble from snagging a small snack, run away from Almond who tried to ruin the fun, then I ask Twizzly to slow down so we could catch a break. Luck wasn't in my favor today, I had to breathe for a second before a hand brushed against my shoulder. "NO! Please don't hurt me!" I shouted, flinching in surprise.  I had no clue who the cookie was still before opening my eyes once again.

"Chill, dude, it's just me" Twizzly remarked, giggling to herself. "Ah, I was worried again" I chortled, rubbing the back of my neck in a fit of nervous laughter.

"Like I said, no one's gonna catch us as long as you follow my lead!" she bravely stated, spinning her gun around like a baton. "Be careful with that" I noted.

"Pfft- it's not like I'm gonna accidentally fire it into the air-" the cookie joked, pretendedly fumbling with it as though she was 'bout to drop it. I braced for the impact of the gun, yet nothing happened. "Whoopsie~" she snickered, resting the gun on her shoulder. "You're so lucky you didn't shoot that!" I pouted. If she did, we'd be in big trouble, and almost everyone would know where we were. "What's the worst that's gonna happen? We have the advantage, y/n" Twizzly reminded me.

"Yeah, but when Almond sees us first, who do you think acts faster?" I informed the gal.

"Touché, but it'll take a miracle for me to make a slip-up like that" the blue-pink cookie beamed. When I finally caught the rest of my breath, she made the head start off into another shop. I stood back, observing the area around us. Us two were just little thieves, taking whatever needed to continue surviving. Just like Chili did, except she craved money unlike our duo. Twizzly was just making her escape from the shop, climbing up the back ladder to me.

"What did you get?" I wondered, peeking down from the top.

"Tada! I got croissants" she presented, laying down a basket full of pastries. The scent alone made me hungry, taking one while Twizzly took another. Sun was soon to set and I was unsure whether or not we'd make it back to our hideout in time. She seemed to have no troubles with returning late, taking her time consuming the croissants. "So, who's gonna patrol tonight?" I asked. 

"I took patrol yesterday, so it's your turn" she answered. "Gotcha" I responded.

Seconds after I finished the first pastry, I moved to another, enjoying the rich flavor. "These are really good" I chuckled. "Aren't you glad I took a whole bunch?" she snickered, also allowing herself to have seconds. "Good call" I complimented, biting down into the soft grains. We cleared the whole basket from anymore pastries, settling down on top of a roof for the night. Since it was my time to patrol, I sat at the edge of the roof, watching other cookies walk past. 

Behind me, Twizzly slept, somehow managing through the chilly night. Being a good friend, I lent her my sweater, encasing it around her upper half. It took little to no time for her to feel the warm fabric on top, gripping it tightly. "Heh, silly Twizzly" I cooed, rubbing their head gently. There was no trouble that night thankfully, we were both able to rest easy.