Afterparty

(Note: everyone in this story is humanized, but referred as 'cookies' to keep true to the franchise.)
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"Goodnight! Goodnight!" Whipped Cream waved goodbye to the last bundle of guests exiting the bar. Once everyone was out, he closed the doors behind them.
"Well, that went pretty great!" Sparkling Cookie said as he wiped down the bar table with a damp cloth. "Everyone seemed to have a great time. Heh, especially Vampire."
Sparkling chucked at the memory of a drunk Vampire Cookie 'dancing' on the dance floor. Everyone stood around as he twerked and dabbed and bounced around everywhere. While his wife, Cheesecake, hid her face in embarrassment. But she herself couldn't help but giggle a little.
"Yeah, he's one silly goose." Whipped Cream begun doing the dishes.
The couple had just finished celebrating their third-anniversary. All of their friends came to drink, chat, play, and just have fun. Everyone left with a smile. Because everyone loved the parties Sparkling hosted. As he is the best party host in town. Or maybe the world.
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After the cleaning was finished, the two went back home to finish off the night with a movie marathon. They were planning to watch some ballet dramas, Whipped Cream's favorite, and then some French romance, which Sparkling preferred.
The two sat down on the couch, which was a dark golden yellow. Sparkling grabbed the remote and went to the movie list. But as he scrolled down to the movie, a clash of thunder roared in the distance, twice, then the TV flashed and shut off and all the lights went out expect for a few candles.
"Well, better my biscuit!" Sparkling muttered as put the remote down in sheer disappointment. "I'm really sorry about that, hon'. I didn't expect a storm tonight."
"It's quite alright! We could just chat, or just go to bed. No need for movies, we got other times." Whipped Cream wrapped his arms around his boyfriends torso and lay his head on his chest.
"Ah. Well then. I'm still not that tired, so let's chat for a bit."  Sparkling brushed Whipped Cream's soft pinkish-white, perfectly wavy hair gently. "So, uh, how is it going with your ballet dance and everything."
"Quite good." Whipped Cream answered. "I have another show next week. Been practicing a lot."
"Ah ah. Make sure you rest now too. Don't wanna get exhausted and pass out. I'd never forgive myself if I'd let that happen to you."
"Don't worry sweetie. I take breaks every fifteen minutes, I drink some water and lay down for about three."
"That's good." Sparkling nodded.
"Heh, not much to talk about tonight, isn't there?" Whipped Creamed chucked under his breath.
"Yeah, I think we talked about pretty much everything out at the party."
"Well then."
It was silent for a while. The only noise came from the outside storm. Rain began to fall, hitting the grand windows, sticking on the windows for a second, then dripping down them gracefully. This night it was strangely dark, mysterious and beautiful. It was quite warm but there was soft cold breeze every now and then.
Whipped Cream yawned, his eyes fluttered a bit, and he stretched his long legs.
"Someone's getting sleepy, I see~." Sparkling Cookie cooed, reaching for the soft, fluffy warm golden colored blanket. He helped wrap it around Whipped Cream, who yawned once again.
Whipped Cream rested his head against Sparkling's neck, resting his arm on his chest and wrapping his legs around his. He shut his eyes for a moment, then opened them again to ask. "Aren't you gonna get anything to sleep with?""
"Nah, I'm good, you sleep well now, you hear?" Sparkling began smoothing our Whipped Cream's hair.
"Oh, you sure? Ok then, night." Whipped Cream shut his eyes again.
"Also, by the way," Whipped Cream rose up a bit, face-to-face with Sparkling, and gave him a small peck on the lips. "Thanks so much for tonight! Good night." He put his head back down.
"Heh. You're welcome. Goodnight." Sparkling turned just enough to not disturb his boyfriend, and blew out the candles. It was pitch dark now. He wrapped his arms around Whipped Cream, holding him tight. He closed his eyes as well and drifted off to sleep.
Usually the storm would wake one of them up. But this time, it seemed like it wasn't even happening.
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