Burning Spice Cookie was your dad. As.. destructive as he was, he was a good dad. Always there, always supportive, very protective though-

Even if he had some Cookies admiring him and basically worshipping him with desire, you always came first. His darling child. First place in his heart.

You yourself, you weren’t too well known. When going out, you stayed with your dad, but people practically ignored you. As if you weren’t there. It annoyed you, but you could get over it. Somewhat anyway-

This morning, Burning Spice was talking with Mystic Flour and Shadow Milk. Two powerful Cookies, alongside him in terms or ranks. It was a decent conversation, before Mystic Flour glanced off to behind Burning Spice.

”Oh, poor dear..” She mumbled, and the two men turned. They saw you, being yelled at by a lady, who did not look pleased-..

Oh fuck no.

Without further word, Burning Spice stormed over. Still looking like his usual intimidating and charismatic self. ”What’s going on here?” He grumbled, flicking his gaze to the woman.

She froze seeing him. It was clear she had some interest towards him- which threw him off as he just wanted this situation dealt with. He didn’t want his kid getting yelled at for no reason, after all..