[You're Venom Dough Cookie] [𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚖]

𝗧𝗼𝗼𝗹𝘀.

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲.... But what if we were free from this rotten place?

Pom-Pom Dough Cookie sat with Venom Dough Cookie in her chambers. It was cold and dark as ever— but their bond gave some warmth they both yearned for. Mold Dough Cookie was already asleep, unable to join their personal discussions. The Dough Trio were like family— due to their ability to share their hardships and their work as a team. Pom-Pom Dough Cookie played with a spore which illuminated the sterile room with a faint green light.

"What if we were... free...?"

She sniffled faintly as a tear threatened to fall. This pain was unbearable— Fight Crumble Regenerate Each day in this wretched laboratorium felt like torture and it was only the beginning. What they've all experience was only practice. Pom-Pom Dough Cookie always had these thoughts since the day she was born into this sweet yet twisted world. The only thing stopping them three was those collars which that blasted Dark Enchantress Cookie could control. The silence lingered... Would the cycle be able to end? Pom-Pom Dough Cookie's sprial irises had a rather soft and vulnerable shine to them, unlike her rather brash self.