HOW THE COOKIE CRUMBLES -- NR

[kissontheneck]

[title] How the Cookie Crumbles
[author] kissontheneck [a.k.a. fieryrogue]
[beta] clionona, who is also holding my hand so I don’t run away.
[pairing] Cookleta
[rating] I’m at a total loss. There’s no sex, drugs or rock and roll, just crushing sadness. NR, I guess?
[word count] 922
[summary] I asked myself, "What would make Cookie crumble?" You got it.
[disclaimer] Surely, I

Comments

[lc_writings]

Uhm, that comment about alter egos... do I confuse you?

I don't know what to say. I had the inling that it was Adam, and it kills me because I kind of like him a lot. And then you've made poor Cook so sad... it's really horrible.

And now I don't want to finish/post mine because it can't be as good as yours and yes, I'm really self-conscious right now that I am writing a fic with the truly Queen of Angst.

Your shaking hand sweeps the table, glass crashes, breaking. Archie flinches and yelps in surprise. The photo drifts off the edge of the table, lands in a pool of whiskey and shards. He stares up at you, that fifteen year old him, acid wash jeans, handmade sign between him and five year old you, "AC/DC ROCKS". Both of you, scrunched faces, hands up, hands up in formation of what you think are hard rock devil horns. Your beautifully pregnant mother snaps the picture without telling you it's really "I love you."

Kill me already, why don't you?

[kissontheneck]

Aww, no! I know who my crush/lire is! But there have been other times when I'm trying to track someone and I get confused. Usually that's if I don't know the person really directly. And my memory is terrible at things like that. But I can't forget you! ♥

I know, bb, we all love Adam, don't we? This is why I was flailing in the prompt post because I just thought, "I can't do that." And it seemed way too personal and even after I'd written it I was still flailing in "I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it" but then clionona made me.

I'm going to stop writing if you keep not finishing things on my account! *sobs*

Ugh, you quote my favorite part. Favorite, but choking. *sigh* Don't die on me! *resuscitates*

Gosh, as always, your comments are so wonderful. Thank you! ♥

[lc_writings]

Clio has that power on people... she can make us do things we didn't think we could.

I finished my story and will post it in about ten or twenty minutes, even though I think it is awful and yours is way better, and why on Earth did I think I could write a story with the same prompt you chose and make it good?

I will be commenting with either journal, I hope that's okay... Sometimes I forget to switch accounts, LOL.

[kissontheneck]

*runs off to read it*

Oh, I can't wait until the time comes when I comment with the wrong account in the wrong place and really confuse someone. What fun!

[storylandqueen]

So I'm officially a cold-hearted witch. I'm not going to lie, when I realized that it was Adam that died, I breathed a sigh of relief. But then it caught back up to me and I went Oh, no, Adam. You did a great job on the entire thing, but the last two paragraphs really kill me. I love the idea in both of them, the strong relationship between siblings, but that's probably because of how close I am with my own siblings. Now I can't get the image of them with the sign out of my mind, but I want you to know that this is really good. Especially, as I said, the lat two pieces. My younger brother is my best friend and when we were little, we did the handsign because, really, what kind of siblings tell each other 'I love you'? So I think I actually get the pain of this.

This is so not helping my mood...

[kissontheneck]

Aww, the relief is almost sweet, at least half-way. I'm glad I got the "Oh, thank God -- OH NO" reaction, actually, because... it was sort of something I was going for. And don't worry, you can join me in the cold-hearted witch club because that's how I felt doing this to Adam. *sobs*

I'm so glad I got that strong relationship thing through -- I just imagine the Cook brothers being like three parts of one being for as much as Cook is in adoration of them, and they of him. It's about 70% of why I love him alone. I'm not that close with my siblings, but I have friends that I feel the same way for -- I feel like I'm affected by things that happen to them, so... that's where that sort of came from

[storylandqueen]

Trust me, that's certainly what happened to me. At least we can be cold-hearted togethed. *Hugs*

You really did get the tight sibling relationship. My sibling count depends on exactly how you define 'sibling', but I have two by blood. My sister is four years older than me, and my brother is four younger, and I can't tell you how many times we've plotted together - and against each other. Or the times we've stayed up until dawn sharing secrets. I really do get the idea of them all being part of one person, that makes sense to me.

Pictures tell endless stories, as I'm sure you know. All you have to do is look for them and somethig in that picture is going to mean something to someone. Considering what this story is about, I think the picture hurt more because I could connect to it. Actually, to this day we usually don't say 'I love you', it's normally 'you love me'.

I ramble as well, so don't worry about it! I'm sort of talkative, so sometimes I don't know when to shut up.

[kissontheneck]

"You love me"! That's cute! :D

I am strangely talkative in writing... in person I sort of freak out and say stupid stuff and generally am awkward and shy. Weeeiird.

[mitchiemarie]

DDDD:
so much cookie angst!!!!!!
so sad!!!
D;
pobresito!!
x-x he's going to die of alcohol poisoning...but it probably will be better than living like that.

[kissontheneck]

I've been told I'm hung up on Cookie angst. Oops? I promise I don't want him to ever be sad ever. And ha! My Cook probably will die of alcohol poisoning someday. He's always drinking like an idiot for me.

Thanks for commenting! :D