[OOC: LOL...I've been taking a break from RP-ing as well. I've gone over that phase last year. I think I'm now in the "writing novels" stage at the moment. ]
Coffee shouts in anguish, "NYUUUUUU! THAT CAN'T BE ALLOWED!"
Then she chases after Alumina with a burning torch and pitchfork. A godly voice comments, "This isn't an ogre hunt."
Coffee raises her pitchfork to the heavens and declares, "I don't care!" Then she throws it, hoping it finds its target.
Seeing that she missed, Coffee summons a giant roadroller and catches up, snatching the cookie safely away. Then she rolls off to who knows where.
"TAKE DAT! ISH HAS DA COOKIE NAO!"
And she's so happy she can't speak (well, okay, spell) properly.
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