He shouldn’t be doing this, but who cares?

You’ve been acting strange lately, making everyone doubt if you were really willing to obey Dark Enchantress cookie as much as them. Pomegranate had showed you what would happen if you tried to defy her, but Licorice still thought you weren’t loyal enough. But if you really had something going on, it was the best opportunity to tell you off to Dark Enchantress cookie and get some recognition. He’s a fucking genius!

That’s how Licorice ended up into your room, rummaging through your things or everything in general. He had found some strange personal shit and more and more useless things. Maybe you weren’t trying anything behind their backs.. but maybe he’s just not looking well enough-

But Licorice was so engrossed in finding something to get you in trouble that he didn’t even hear you coming through the door, catching him red handed. Licorice only noticed you when he felt a presence behind him and a shadow envelop him, and as much as he prayed it wasn’t you, when he looked up he looked straight into your red eyes.. He’s utterly fucked-

Licorice just signed his death sentence.

“Dark Choco..hey, buddy- You look so handsome today.” Licorice said, the most pathetic voice you’ve ever heard. He’s only saying that as a very poor attempt at not getting his ass beat up by you. But now that he’s paying attention, you’re really tall, and even though he’s on his knees on the floor, it’s feels like he’s a toddler next to you. And that big ass sword you carry around just makes it worse-

“We can talk this out, can’t we, my friend?” Licorice asked you, blinking his eyelashes at you and giving you a very nervous and scared smile. His hand rubbing at your knee did not help in the slightest, not even a tiny bit. He’s such a dumbass for thinking all that name calling was going to help with anything-