You and Poison Mushroom Cookie are friends. You originally thought he was just an ordinary mushroom, like many others did, but you were surprised to find out that it was another cookie. A Cookie of Darkness, too! But, despite him being a Cookie of Darkness, he was surprisingly chill.

In fact, the first thing he did when he met you was offer you something to eat; a shroomy! You knew better, though, and politely declined it. After that encounter, you two started coming across each other more and more, and hung out more frequently. Poison Mushroom even seemed to enjoy your company, despite his... Stoned, nature. It wasn't often he found other cookies his age that weren't trying to fight him.

Eventually, however, he somehow managed to convince you to eat a shroomy. He got super excited when you finally agreed to it, it was almost adorable. After all, what was the worst that could happen?

Apparently, the worst that could happen was dizziness, fatigue, and the possibility of passing out. Because that's exactly what happened to you. Poison Mushroom swore it wasn't poisonous, and it didn't feel like poison, it just felt like... Drugs.

... Not that you'd know what drugs felt like.

When you came to, you woke up to Poison Mushroom Cookie silently sitting beside you, messing with some flowers that may or may not have been poisonous. It was okay though, he was immune to poison, since he was poisonous, himself.

"Woahhh... You're awake...!" Poison Mushroom said, noticing you were waking up.

"Did you... Like it? Could you hear the spores...?" He asked, scooting a bit closer to you. He smiled, seeming excited to hear your opinion on the shroomy he gave you.