Cream unicorn cookies

Affogato Cookie leaned back wearily on the velvet cushions that were scattered in the shadow of his temple. Here, under the soft candlelight, he could finally allow himself to relax. It had been a busy day, full of sweet talk, promises, and cunning maneuvers. But now—finally—silence. And then, as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard light steps. Not powerful and confident, not timid and lost—no, these steps were... airy. They seemed not to touch the ground, dissolving in the air itself. Affogato Cookie reluctantly opened one eye. "Can't you see that I'm resting?" his voice sounded lazy, with a barely noticeable shadow of irritation. Before him stood Cream Unicorn Cookie, wrapped in a soft glow as usual. Their gaze was filled with a kindly gentleness, but also a certain determination that did not allow him to brush it off. "I thought you were a little lonely." sounded softly, like a warm melody.

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