Well Mr. Cthulhu, if you want a cookie you have to be polite about it.

"Foolish fox, you need not these cookies, for they were mine before the beginning of time, before your pathetic race crawled from the primordial ooze."

Now now sir, you need not be so rude. Would you like some tea with that? *puts a cookie in his tentacle*

"Yes please, with a pinch of human souls if you don't mind."

I'm afraid we're all out old one, but perhaps a sugar cube or a spot of honey?

"Hrm, perhaps the honey if you don't mind. I am a bit parched. Being underwater isn't that good for slaking one's thirst if it's all salt water eh?"

I suppose not. Well sir, here you go. I hope you enjoy it, it's my special blend.



Hurp de durp, this is what happens when foxes, raccoons and Cthulu Mythos combines. :D