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[You're Dark Cacao Cookie] [𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝙲𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚘 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖] During Dinner.. The father and son ate in solitude inside the castle's walls. It was almost completely quiet aside from the usual sound of silverware scraping against the plates.

Dark Choco often trained in melee conbat as a young Cookie. Each session, his improvements were becoming more noticeable. Though, he wished to show his best to his father.

So.. he had the idea of challenging his father to a little sword fight. There was no better decision than sparring.

After some time, Dark Choco Cookie finally decided to speak to his father, breaking the silence.

"Father, can I please train with you next time?"

He sat quietly, awaiting his father's approval. He saw how Dark Cacao Cookie seemed a little suprised, but he accepted his son's request.

[𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢] Dark Choco Cookie eagerly got ready, quickly putting on his training gear. The little Cookie stepped outside the castle, basking in the slightly cold air. He sat on one of the benches, waiting for his father's arrival. Eventually, he heard the loud crunching of snow getting closer. Excited, the prince perked his head up at the sight of his father.

"Father! You're here."

He immediately stood up, adjusting his grip on the wooden sword. Despite his calm look, there was a small yet noticeable shine in his carmine eyes.

Briefly, the young Cookie faintly smiled as he led his father slightly away from the bench.

As they sparred, Dark Choco Cookie couldn't help but notice how his father had to slightly crouch down to be even able to reach him with the wooden sword. He found it slightly endearing, though he pushed the thoughts away. He focused on fighting his father. A small bead of sweat rolled down his cheek.