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Hi! ^^ I would like to make a request to CRK Self Aware x child Baker
Here is a mini scenario: While the baker was sleeping, cookies came out of his phone (in the baker's world they are people if you don't mind ^^) Gingerbrave, Chili Pepper Cookie, Wizard Cookie, Strawberry Cookie, Custard Cookie stole it.
Sorry for the bad script, I'm not very good at it. 😅
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YAHH
Very smol kinda crack fic
Just Imagine, reader came home from a long day of school. The long classes, a stack of homework that would make a Victorian child spontaneously combust, and the back pain from their book bag. Once they finally get into their room, they toss their backpack in the corner, kicking off their shoes in different directions before hopping into their bed with a sigh of relief. They pull their phone out, opening Cookie Run Kingdom. They admire their beautiful kingdom, they spent hours making it look pleasing to the eye and obtaining all the cookies. They continue to play for hours into the night, till they pass out. The game is still open in their hands. After a few hours they wake up to familiar voices speaking in quiet murmurs. The only words they could make out were “baker”, “their grace”, and “their divinity”. They slowly open their eyes, trying to focus on the tall people sitting on their bed and standing around their room staring at them. Their eyes focus on people that look like Pure Vanilla, then Rye, then Frost Queen..
“wait… Cookies!?” They jolt up, startling a few of the now human cookies. They flip the light switch by their bed, they see Chili Pepper and Custard fighting for readers phone. “This has to be some kind of weird dream.”
“It’s not a dream, your divinity. Espresso and I were able to get us here to see you.” Wizard cookie spoke up, the other cookies humming and nodding along with Wizard.
“We came for you, your grace!” Princess cookie happily said, hopping onto the bed.
“Me.? Why me? And why are you all calling me such weird names?” They rub their forehead, not believing any of this is actually real.
“Well, you are our divinity, you created our word, us, you’re our baker!” Gingerbrave states.
The cookies all look at them expecting some type of divine response from them. Reader looks at Al, of them dumbfounded, “… I think I’m off my meds again.”