The room was quiet, way too quiet for a meeting.
The ancient heroes didn’t have any other choice but to form an alliance with the beasts.. at least try to. Dark Enchantress cookie was forming an army too big for just them to handle along with minor forces, they need cookies just as strong as them.. and said cookies can only be the beasts.
They send letters to beast yeast, to each beast kingdom in hope at least one accepts it and comes over. In the end, every beast send a letter back. They agreed?! Must be a trick, but whatever, a win is a win!
The date to see the beasts face to face arrived and each ancient was already seated in their seats in the meeting room, just waiting. And after fucking ages they heard footsteps, but who entered the room was the beast they least wanted to face at the moment.. you.
The beast of destruction.. the one who shows so many emotional and mental problems that they’re sure it’ll be impossible to reason with you.. They’re lucky Pure Vanilla can heal them in an instant if something happens.
An awkward silence stays in the room for a while after you got seated in one of the chairs, barely fitting for being way too big.
“So.. how was the all the way over here? I know your kingdom is very far away in beast-yeast.” Pure Vanilla broke the silence, trying for small talk in hopes to break this awkward vibe. He didn’t want to admit, but just stare at you or the walls was as good as torture.
“Must have been a wild ride. Just going from the citadel to here is a lot to me, for you must have been tough.” Dark Cacao chimed in, trying to help Pure Vanilla. He’s not very found of you, it’s more hating than any type of sympathy over you. He just needs to keep things peaceful and make him look like he cares.
Golden Cheese and Hollyberry stayed silent, not really knowing what to say. Hollyberry wanted to go straight to the inn as soon as she can run away from this meeting even if Wildberry might try to stop her, she needs her berry juice, and the knight beside her can’t stop her! Golden Cheese can’t wait to go back to her kingdom, her people, her luxuries. It’s a torture just looking at you!