Cookie Mania - Chapter Two

A/N: Again, I'm terribly sorry for the delay TTATT Really didn't mean to be so late… but, better late than never, eh?
Snickers: It was to be expected from such a lowly-
Cookyester: We're going for a new butter-fly zapper!
RECAP:
"What?" screeched Snickers, "Are you crazy? It's a straggler;we can't just let him into one of our strongest forces!"
"Why?"
"Because it's a straggler!"said Snickers, exasperated.
Cookyster merely gazed at Snickers strangely before the bizarre glint made itself present in his eyes.
"…What are you planning?" asked Snickers guardedly.
Without saying a word, Cookyster used his superior size as an advantage and picked Snickers up by the scruff of her clothes and proceeded to trot happily towards the border, his load kicking and screaming on his back, with a nervous Bob leading the way.
"Cookyster is going to get a new Butterfly-Zapper, Snicker."
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If one word was able to sum up Snicker's mood at the moment, it would be annoyance.
Why? One might ask. It was because her dear Cookyster had decided- not to mention against her will- to recruit a new butterfly-zapper. Normally, that alone was not enough for Snicker to feel angry, but it was rather the choice of who was the butterfly-zapper that made her angry.
Cookyster had all the people to choose from in the world.
And he just had to choose a straggler. A straggler.
And that was where she found herself: standing in front a girl, quite a lot taller than her, grinning from ear to ear. Said girl had black hair that reached the middle-of her back, and a fringe that was tucked behind her ear, keeping the locks out of her face. Her clothes included a bright purple space suit, complete with the glass protector. It was the uniform of the butterfly-zapper.
Snicker did NOT appreciate the fact that it was she who had to train the new zapper, while Cookyster had flounced off somewhere; most likely to be shoveling more cookies down his throat. She wanted to do that…
"So..." the straggler began.
"What's your name?" Snicker asked; she was not in the mood to be messed with.
The straggler sighed, and mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like "children..."
"What's your name?" Snicker asked again, getting impatient, "you know, that thing your parents calls you, your name?"
The straggler rolled her eyes again. "My name is Apprestice, and I'm apprenticed to the great Gothylon!"
Snicker eyes looked up through the holes in the mask.
"Gothylon, you mean the one who collects corpses in the Cookie Kingdom?"
The newly name Apprestice nodded her head vigorously.
"Yes, yes. That one, Master always said that she was working here. She also said that she wanted to kick someone here in the balls..."
Snicker snickers... she could only hope it was the one that brought her into this mess.
"Uh-huh..." She looked up at Apprestice again and seems to study her over, "Cookyster tells me that you wish to become a butter-fly zapper, eh?"
She received nod and another face-splitting grin.
"Show me what you got"
And for the second time that day, Snicker caught a gleam in Apprestice eyes that she wished she didn't see.
"Sure!"
The next thing Snicker knew, she found a pie being shoved in her mouth.
"What you taste right now is the Mississippi Mud Pie. It is made out of three eggs, around half a block of butter and..." she continues to list all the ingredients and the utensils she had used to make said pie. She had also somehow managed to remember every single fact regarding the pie.
But Snicker had tuned her out around half way through; too engrossed in eating the pie in front of her.
"You're a great cook, you know that right?"
Apprestice grinned happily.
"Of course, I have got to keep my Master satisfied with my performance."
Within seconds the pie was demolished and Snicker was licking her fingers contently.
"I don't know -or particularly care- what kind of skills you have as a zapper. But as long as you make something akin to that piece of lovely delicacy for my every day, I'm fine. "
"Under one condition, Second Overlord."
Snickers glanced at Apprestice suspiciously, "I knew there was a catch. Come on, what is it?"
"I want you to become my Apprentice!"
Snickers spluttered, "W-what''
"Oh, I forgot to tell you guys, didn't I? Master Gothylon is the head of an Emo school! And I am under her tutelage, she has been telling me to find an apprentice of my own for a few months now. She would be ever so glad to have you in our school"
Snicker palmed her face... err, mask.
"Do I have to?" she whined pitifully.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! So you are my Apprentice!" Apprestice dance around in circles while Snicker gave a sigh.
"Cookyster, I will so have your head for this..."
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A/N A little short… okay, really short, I'm sorry. Wasn't the best I've ever written, next time's will be better. Again, I'm soooo sorry!
Snicker: That. Was. Horrible. I want more Pie. Wait… Cookyster…
Cookyster: …! **gulps**
Snicker: DIEEE!