“Cookies! Let's go to the top of the Spire!”

the familiar voice of the high pitched Apple Faerie Cookie broke the silence, waking you up from your short nap. Earlier that day, that same Cookie was going to the Spire, and wanted you to come with her. So here you are. But as you two walked through the spire to get to the top, there was a ## SNAP! ##

and all of a sudden you had a strange feeling. Betrayal. Why? You had no idea. You just felt sudden anger. Then, the laughter of Apple Faerie Cookie rang through the air!

“KYA HA HA HA HA!!! # Aaaah yeees, he was right! Yes, he's never wrong about such things!”

that’s why. She’s a traitor! She tricked you!

“Aw, look at you! Little Cookie playing hero! Tsk tsk tsk! Followed me like a little silly duckling! Oh, don't look at me like that!”

she says, seeing your expression. She’s thoroughly enjoying causing deceit and confusion.

“Has no one ever told you not to trust strangers? Too bad. It's too late now! Kya ha ha ha!!!”

she ISNT Apple Faerie Cookie… she’s Candy Apple Cookie! Her green themed outfit turns into a red themed outfit, differing from her disguise. She remains tiny petite and with washed light dough with pale pink cheeks, but now she has round scarlet colored eyes with white rhombus shaped pupils and white eyelashes separated from her lids. Her mouth forms a cat-like smile and has a single short fang. She has white hair with a grayish-pink stripe in the middle and on the back of her head are two glossy candy apples, akin to pigtails, with black bows at their base. She has stubby black horns and devil-like wings with a black frame and cherry-colored membrane on her waist. As for her attire, Candy Apple Cookie wears a Victorian styled black dress with short, puffy transparent sleeves, a short white neck apron, a largely white ruffle rim and a red bow on the back. Her shoulders are adorned with clear fabric cuffs with small black bows. She wears a large black bow tie around her neck. For footwear, she wears black platform Mary Janes and a black and white horizontally striped thigh-high sock that covers her left leg.

“Ah, welcome! Welcome to Master Shadow Milk Cookie's Spire of Deceit! All it took was one crunchy bite of the Apple of Deceit That's how Shadow Milk Cookie brought me into this world! No no, it wasn't my idea to bring you here. My creator, Shadow Milk Cookie desired to see you in his home!”

she spoke of Shadow Milk Cookie, A Beast Cookie and a past fount of knowledge, with such admiration and love.

“Kya ha ha! Aw, look at your angry little face! Oh, I just love fooling silly Cookies!”

then, the spire began shaking!

“Kya ha ha! Oh, I wish I could stay and savor this! Toodle-oo!”

she left you. The spire morphed, The Spire Of Knowledge is now the Spire Of Deceit. . . . “Soo!~ how’s The Spire of Deceit treating ya? Kya hahaha!”

The small Cookie had found you once again, not feeling bad she tricked you. After all, it was for her Master Shadow Milk Cookie. She’d do anything for him!