Just as he imagined, a bright cookie with...

Espresso just realized that was the very cookie he helped earlier. He couldn't believe himself.

"HE is the teacher?" Espresso asked, pointing at the knight.

"Uhm... yes. If you want I could maybe lead him somewhere e-" Espresso suddenly shook his head.

"It's fine, just make sure he stays away from me." He sat himself far away from Madeleine.

"Whats up with him?" Madeleine asked. Usually the cookies here greet him, show happiness.... yet espresso did none of those things.

"Lets just say... he isn't really fond of you." Latte sighed. She saw this coming, she knew he despised light magic for some reason, and anyone who had a personality like madeleine.

Madeleine sighed, and stood up. He walked over to espresso and tapped his shoulder, causing the darker male to almost drop his coffee.

"Gah! Oh, it's just you. What do you want." He said, annoyed.

"Isn't that a bit rude, my friend?" He puts on a smile, attempting to create a conversation.

"I don't want to talk to you, so please kindly leave me alone. And you are not my friend." He stepped away from him, but madeleine followed.

"What is the matter? Have I done something wrong for you to dislike me? After all, we just met!" He says, confused. He was 100% sure he didn't do anything wrong. Well he thinks he didn't.

"No you did not, but your presence is annoying. Leave me alone before I burn your hair." He walks away, leaving the blonde knight to his thoughts.

'If i have done nothing wrong, why does he hate me? I don't recall meeting before.'

He brushed it off, and decided to socialize with latte.

(Ahahahahah so far this is cringe asf help)

Espresso found himself exiting the lounge, coffee in hand. He headed into his office for some peace. He was hoping to discuss the new subject with latte, but of course that plan was ruined by the bright knight. He thought about that one word madeleine said.

'Friend.'

He shook his head.

'No, I do not need friends. He just simply thinks everyone loves him, even though it's obvious that's a lie.'

He sat there in silence, staring at the ticking jelly clock that sat on his dark brown desk. He could possibly be doing something productive, but he couldn't risk bumping into madeleine again. You might think, 'never judge a book by it's cover!' You would have thought he learned that quote when he was a young cookie. But for espresso... it was different. Very.

(Mad line's turn)

Madeleine sighed, deep in thought. Usually he wouldn't think of one cookie that much. Yet he did.

"Latte, why does he hate me? After all, we just me-" Latte sighed.

"Madeleine, you have said that for the 100th time. Im sure espresso can tolerate you, it's just..... going to take a while." Latte said, trying to form words that wouldn't offend the knight.

"I still don't get it... is it how I look? How I act? How I-" latte covered his mouth while sipping her latte.

(Smth that looks like this ik it sucks but deal with it)

"Stop overthinking it, im sure espresso has his reasons for disliking you. You did nothing wrong. And no, im sure he doesn't hate you." Latte retracted her hand. Madeleine sighed.

"I still dont g-"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! Stop thinking about it, remember you came here to teach, not to try to impress espresso." Madeleine nodded. Yet his thoughts were still on espresso.

'Espresso is his name, huh? Interesting.'

He quickly shook his head. He wasn't THAT interested in him, right? He was just a cookie like everyone else. For some reason, he still had this urge. Then it finally came to him.

"MY MISSION IS TO BEFRIEND ESPRESSO COOKIE!" Madeleine proudly shouted, standing on the couch.

"Madeleine! Off the couch! And please don't shout, this is a school, not a concert!" Latte frustratingly scolded.

"Aha... apologies. I tend to get excited." Madeleine sat down, clearing his throat.

'That was embarrassing..' he thought back to the cookie he said he was going to befriend.

'How do I do that?'

Latte eyed him cautiously, incase he started shouting again. Luckily, he didn't. She sighed in relief, finishing her cup of latte. She started to wonder how he is the knight commander. She is really starting to understand espresso...

(Okay this is cringe zushfhus help me people anyways i can write whatever i want so ill leave this story short or smth for now i wanna write abt smth else)

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