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Captain Caviar Cookie is so fucking jealous lmao reader is female per requesters request.
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don't sweat it Falco you can do it the limes 🥰🥰🥰🥰 captain Caviar Cookie is so bbg it's like 2 in the morning help alright enough talking to myself LET'S START THE PARADE
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God. He was working us so much. One thing led to another, and sure enough he wanted everyone on dock to work faster? Why? Anyways, I was currently picking up crates and stacking them on his boat. I'm (Y/N) cookie, but you guys reading can call me (Y/N). I'm one of the descendants of House Oyster, but lately I've been deciding if the life of a normal Oyster family..cookie thing...is really right for me. I mean, they're cool and all, but I really don't want to be hoarding money. I liked the adventure; I liked challenges too!
But enough of my background. It's time to snap back to reality.
"(Y/N)! Oyster Cookie wants ya!" Captain Caviar said. I groaned. "Can she wait????" "Nope! It's urgent! I think ye want to go now!" "Fineee" I dropped the crate on his foot, and he yelped. I smirked. "Better pick that up then, cap." I started to walk away from him. I could her him say some swears in the mix of his mumbling.
I arrived at House Oyster, where the fabled Oyster Cookie herself was there. "Oyster Cookie? You called? What do you need at such a time like this?" I bowed towards her. I mean, I'm supposed to Respect my Elders, especially if it's Oyster Cookie. "Ah (Y/N)! Good to see you! Our house has collectively decided to do what's best for you and decided to find you, not to your favor, a fiancé." Oyster said. My jaw dropped. "Haha nonononono nope! I told you this before and I'll say it again. I am *not* interested in love that is matched by someone else, I would rather find love on my own." I put my hand on my hand and I looked pissed (like that Clotted Cream pose your doing that pose.). Oyster sighed. "I know, but—" "I'm not going to marry whoever it is. If it's the Consul, no. I don't trust that slimy snake in a million years." "W-what a coincidence...he was going to be your...fiancé."
