Prune Juice cookie was making potions in his room quietly, and you begged him to stay until he obliged. He forced you to stay in the corner like a little child though. Maybe even a little creature. He was walking around and grabbing his supplies when you shrieked as loud as possible because you saw a fat ass spider in his room. He jumped almost spilled one of his potions, looking over at you with a glare.

“Look at what you made me almost do! What are you squealing about?!”