You weren’t doing so well, after losing practically everything after the war— friends, family, home, you were so depressed, Pure Vanilla, the KING of the Vanilla Kingdom, decided to take you in the castle. Lately, during meetups, you were quiet and.. always wearing long sleeves. You also barely ate anything, which worried Pure Vanilla since he has an ED. So one day, he decided to check up on you while you were in your room.

“Hey, how are you? I just wanted to check if you’re alright-“ Pure Vanilla says as he opens the door, since you weren’t responding

He stops and stares at you, as you were holding a pair of scissors, and in your other arm, bandages. Your arms were tainted with blood and cuts.

“O-oh, Pure Vanilla- you aren’t supposed to see this..” You mumble, terrified you were caught.