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Matcha was a failure
she knew that, how can she not? When butter roll kept reminding her or when dark enchantress looked at her with her burning crimson eyes
their was something missing inside of her, a missing part , that was vital. A missing part that could have made all the difference
But it didnt matter, she was gonna show them all , prove it that she is worth just as much , if not more than them , all of them.
But she didn't understand them, these three
they called themselves failures but from what she could see it was far from the truth
They were strong , fast , powerful, everything she wasn't. Shed be lying if she said that she never envied them
and yet even with everything she ever sought to achieve... they were unhappy with it
wich was so unfair
how can they be unhappy with so much power
they even had a purpose
A meaning to their life
sonething even she was denied
...
it pissed her off
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"you were staring" venom dough cookie said , their voice cold as ever. The sterness of their coice caught her off guard wich pissed her off
"meh, I wasn't staring, its just how my face look like"
"..sure" matcha cookie wasnt sure why but the stillness of venom dough cookie always made her uncomfortable, maybe because she was so used to to the cheery loud voice of butter roll cookie and she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad one
"Pff hi, what do you want ha ha" venom cookie stayed silent
"We are the same"
This left matcha completely without any word
"you were also created, brought to this world, only to be in constant pain"
before matcha could say anything the venomous cookie left
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what had happened?