Nuts And Cheeses - A Cookie Run Fanfiction

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"You're back, Roguefort?" Gouda asked once the Cookie shut the door.

"Yeah," Roguefort answered, trying to keep calm facing the literal murderer of his friend's father, "it was fine."

"Great news, another one of them down," a female voice shouted from the corridor.

Roguefort hid a disgusted look from his face. His sister thought that someone, who was the mother, a wife, a friend to other Cookies, dying was good news?

Were his family's thoughts that twisted?

They were a family of criminals after all though...

"We have to start training. The Nuts won't let their guard down."

Cheddar Cookie emerged from his room just as Roguefort put down his bag, giving a glance at Gouda who was sitting on the couch.

"Start what training?" Roguefort asked in his most innocent voice possible.

Unsurprisingly, his question didn't fool his parents...and sister.

"You must've had heard the news even from inside the camp. The Nuts are our enemy! We can't just leave all the work to Mozza. We have to train you to be skilled, able to parkour and vanish yourself in a minute..."

"But I don't want to harm anyone! I don't want to-"

Cheddar Cookie grabbed Roguefort Cookie by the collar of his shirt, staring into his eyes.

"Roguefort. You have to defy the law. This is what you were born into, and you will not leave. Do you understand?"

Gouda Cookie felt the tension in the room that could be cut with a knife and she immediately knew she had to calm it down.

"Now, now, calm down-"

"Gouda. Your son just denied what he was born into! Calm down?!" Cheddar furiously exclaimed.

What have I gotten myself into? Roguefort asked himself. I probably shouldn't have denied Cheddar's request...

"I'm not saying he's going to deny it."

Gouda walked over to the couch to where the father and son were standing, where it was as if beams were shooting from one eye to another.

Gouda looked Roguefort in the eye, and she had a...mischievous twinkle in her eye?

"You said you didn't want to harm anyone, did you?"

"Yeah...?"

"Then don't. There's always a loop in every system."

~♤~

"Get some sleep, I'll take care of it."

Almond was back home, the house eerily silent thanks to the Crumble of Pecan; his father was always one to talk and fill the house with laughter and joy. He'd never seen his mother so full of despair as if the passing of Pecan had also mentally Crumbled her as well. It was heartbreaking for him to be unable to do anything while his mother cried in her sleep.

And to think he couldn't be with her during the last two days...

With a sigh, he sat down on the dinner table, which was scattered with files, papers and notes. His mother, with persuasion from Almond, had reluctantly gone to her room to catch up on sleep.

On the car ride back home, she had told him all he needed. The funeral was going to be on one day, and all their relatives had told her which days they were free. They had to hold it within a week thanks to Cookie tradition, and all close relatives had to be present.