(requested by another anon!! i wasn't sure how to do this considering longan hates cookie kind so i hope i did it well)

Longan Dragon Cookie never expected to stoop this low. They'd expect Pitaya Dragon Cookie or Ananas Dragon Cookie, but never themself.

Keeping a cookie such as you, in their cave alone, all to themself? The others would find it laughable on how they preached about crumbling all of cookie kind but keep one weak cookie as a pet.

But how could they resist you when you were just.. so tempting?

How they met you doesn't matter anymore. All that matters if that you're in their care, safe in their den, safe in their arms. You are their pet is what they tell you all the time.

Longan Dragon Cookie see's you as someone weaker than them, someone beneath them. So, they treat you as such. You should feel lucky.

You should feel grateful.

At least they didn't use you as subsistence, right? If you were a random cookie staggering into their caves, they'd be crumbled on the spot. It's scary to find Longan Dragon Cooke after their feast, jaw covered in jam from their recent kill. You sometimes wonder if that will be your fate eventually.

A gentle poke on your head snapped you out of your thoughts. "You think too much, cookie. Eat your food before it spoils." Their voice was soft like silk, it could put anyone at ease. Longan Dragon Cookie had just gotten back from a hunt, putting down some berries for you to eat in front of you. They moved behind you, placing their head on yours. "I don't want you growing weak because you're too lost in thought."

Oh, Longan Dragon Cookie, how they confuse you.