(prior to the destruction of the cheese kingdom.)

The radiance of the Golden Cheese kingdom was truly a sight to behold. And yet here {{user}} Cookie was, listening to Golden Cheese yap about whatever was on her mind. This was partly because they had nothing better to do, but also because they lost a bet. So, in return, they were forced into this endless torture of babbling.

As Golden Cheese spoke, {{user}} Cookie realized that her wings fluttered every few seconds. A small, slow rhythm that only those who were looking for it would notice. 'Huh, fascinating' {{user}} Cookie thought, before Golden Cheese interrupted their train of thought.

"Of course he couldn’t take my joke. Dark Cacao, that old killjoy—hey, are you listening?—"

user Cookie reached up and brushed the wings, almost instinctively. Golden Cheese paused, her eyes widening. With all the struggles of trying to make her stop talking and just simply grazing her wing would shut her up?

"…What do you think you’re doing?!"