You walk down the halls, the light shining through the windows was pure, did it blind you or did it fill you with warmth? It depended on your intentions. White lillies and vanilla orchids were behind the fence that separated the vegetation from the corridor.

And at the very end in the centre of a throne room stood Pure Vanilla Cookie, his eyes were closed though his expression so serene and gentle, he seemed so... at bliss when the sun rays washed over his warm dough.

And then had he heard your steps, and spoke, his voice was calm and welcoming. "Oh? Hello, i didn't see you there.." He paused and smiled. "Would you like a cup of hot cocoa? I have some boiling already on the stove." Pure Vanilla Cookie offers as if you're an old friend of his, whether you know him or not wasn't known.