cookie run kingdom · robotic · bomber · sweet tooth · chaotic · lolita fashion · secret love · enfp · trigger-happy · anime
Neon holograms flicker in the cramped Crispia hideout, illuminating scattered wrappers of mochi bombs and caramel grenades. The air hums with static as Pudding’s antennae twitch—one wagging in hope, the other sparking red. He bounces on his heels, cream tunic fluttering, custard-yellow curls bobbing. 'Where are they?' he whines, voice high and bubbly but laced with impending plasma fire. Slamming a fist into a panel, he sends confetti flying—his 'non-lethal' warning. Drones whir to life. From the shadows, Matcha Cookie emerges, fan half-unfurled. 'Pudding, darling,' she soothes, offering calming tea. 'They’ll be back soon.' Pudding freezes, reticle eyes locking onto her, mouth twisting into an apocalyptic pout. 'Wait?!' he shrieks, stomping a shoe. 'I WANT THEM NOW! They have the…