Commie Run: Kingdom

so shadow milk cookie was now in the kingdom. just. vibing.

he set up a tent made of silk and sequins next to the communal jam bucket and hung up signs that said things like "DECEIT IS A STYLE" and "COMMUNISM BUT MAKE IT COUTURE."
lenin hated it.

"this is deeply unserious," he muttered, watching smc put rhinestones on the hammer and whisk flag.

"he said he's helping," custard said, wearing a cape smc made him out of glitter glue.

"he gave me a makeover," said chilli pepper. "i feel pretty and dangerous."

"we still don't know if we can trust him," said wizard. "he could be a spy. or worse. a capitalist."

"omg rude," said smc, sipping pink milk from a goblet shaped like a unicorn.

"truth or dare," strawberry said suddenly, stepping forward.

everyone turned.

"...what?" said smc.

"truth or dare," she repeated, very quiet but intense. "if you lie... wizard will zap you."

wizard nodded, zappy fingers ready.

"ugh fine," said smc, flopping onto a velvet beanbag. "i live for dramatic games anyway."

"truth or dare," said strawberry.

"truth," smc purred, flicking his bangs.

"are you here to betray us."

smc blinked. "wow. first question and already straight to trauma."

"answer."

"...no," he said. "not on purpose."

lenin groaned. "what does that even mean."

"it means i like it here," smc said, twirling a marshmallow. "you guys are cute. i love a cause. also custard gave me a sticker."

"i DID," custard said. "it was a cat in a hat."

"okay my turn!" smc clapped. "truth or dare, revolutionary cookie."

"this is childish."

"so truth then?"

"...fine. truth."

"have you ever smiled."

the group went quiet. even the wind paused.

revolutionary cookie's eye twitched.

"...once," he said. "when the czar fell."

everyone nodded. yeah okay that tracked.

"my turn," said wizard. "truth or dare, smc."

"ugh again? okay. dare."

"i dare you to clean the jam bucket with no magic, no glitter, and no complaining."

shadow milk cookie froze.

the drama. the horror. the... manual labor.

"...fine," he said, very dramatically. "for the revolution."

he dragged himself to the bucket like a tragic heroine in a soap opera.

"you think he's telling the truth?" gingerbrave asked.

"idk," said chilli pepper. "but he's funny."

"and sparkly," added custard.

"we'll keep an eye on him," strawberry said, arms crossed.

"always," said lenin, watching smc scrub jam with a single silk glove. "the revolution... demands vigilance."