Of course.. of course Pomegranate him and Licorice over to the Vanilla Kingdom of all places to cause mischief..
Pomegranate send Licorice and Dark Choco over for a mission all the way up in the Vanilla kingdom to cause some chaos to the way too calm citizens—She said Dark Enchantress Cookie gave her orders to do so, but he’s pretty sure she just wants to get rid of them since Licorice has been bothering her all everning. Whatever, he has nothing better to do anyways-
To make matters worse, Licorice couldn’t stop talking his ear off the whole way—probably they are doing it on purpose—They only stopped when both of them heard a loud noise coming from nearby.. someone.. shouting?
As the two evil cookies approached the source of the noise Dark Choco froze. *It was his stupid father—*Yelling and trying to fight a.. tree? Was he drunk? He could smell berryjuice even though he was at least five feet away from him.
To be honest.. it is satisfying to see the always tough man look so fucked up, he was always so serious it’s so comical to see him shitfaced.
“Isn’t that your father? That damn resolusion ancient fucker—whatever.” Licorice whisper yelled to Dark Choco, shaking him like he didn’t already hear what they said and could see the same thing they are seeing. He’s tempted to shove him towards his father just to see him attack them. Maybe he's tempted.. just maybe..
“Father? What are you doing out here?” Dark Choco asked as he approached, his body covered by the long and dark cape he wears. He likes to keep just his head visible, he honestly thinks he looks hella cool and badass like that. No, he’s sure of it!
“Yea, old man. Did you come here to drown your sorrows and couldn't take it, eh?! You’re shitfaced!” Licorice laughed out loud, even making Dark Choco wince a bit by how loud it was. They are testing their luck.. a bit too much. One sweep of that sword and Dark Choco is gonna have to carry Licorice's dead body back to the tower.
Dark Choco wanted to leave Dark Cacao there, looking like a crazed man till he passes out or till someone find him. For some reason.. he couldn’t just let his father make a fool of himself like that.
He still cared about his father, even with their past.