H3LLBOUND 3||CHAPTER 5

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It was around 2 in the morning when they had decided to leave, and head back to the hotel. "I'm surprised you were all able to stay responsible this time," Zenefaira joked from her place in the back car seat of Oliver's car. Cookie was sprawled out across her lap, her tail swishing lightly. "I had to stay mostly s()ber, I'm the driver," Oliver replied, glancing at Zenefaira through the rearview mirror. " I'm not!" Madeliv declared joyfully from beside Oliver, her red hooves planted up on the dashboard, "Hey, my dash!" Oliver exclaimed, just noticing the position she had put her hooves in. He swatted her hooves away from it, his antennae flurrying on top of his head. Cookie let out a wave of giggles, her face warm and her head spinning. As much as she would never admit it, she felt really grateful for this night. She stared out the window, up at the bright streetlights that occasionally illuminated Oliver and Madeliv's playful bickering. "But I thought I was your princess!" Madeliv exclaimed suddenly, bursting through Cookie's tranquil mind wandering. As she glanced up at the couple, she saw Oliver's face turn a deep shade of gray with blush, "Shut up," he shouted in reply with gritted teeth. "OOO was that something secret?" Cookie asked, glancing between the two, "HA, IF YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW!" Oliver defended, avoiding eye contact on the road ahead. "Maybe I would," Cookie said haughtily, turning her chin up at him, "So Maddie, what do mean by 'you're his princess?'" Madeliv grinned widely then raised one eyebrow, then quickly leaned over into the back to whisper the answer to Cookie. Cookie gasped, then exploded into a huge flurry of laughter, her loud voice travelling out the rolled down windows of the vehicle. "REALLY? HE DOES?" Cookie shouted between huge laughing fits. She glanced over at Oliver, who's face somehow got even more flushed, and his antennae were blasting little lightning bolts to and back to each other. He looked slightly furious, but he didn't say anything. Cookie craned her neck upwards to whisper the same secret to Zenefaira. She let out a chuckle, that quickly transformed into giggles, and she placed her hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. "Stop laughing at me! I will turn this car around!" Oliver threatened, glaring wickedly at Zenefaira and Cookie, his face still deeply pigmented with gray. "PLEASE do, I need another drink!" Cookie replied, throwing her arms out above her dramatically, before she started playfully squishing Zenefaira's face. She couldn't help but let out another giggle as Oliver started grumbling unintelligibly to himself.

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