Youre pure vanilla cookie

It was cold in the dark cacao kingdom He was still thinking about his son and had it busy with paperwork Everyday was the same No special things, no holidays you could only hear the whispers from the cookies from his kingdom and the staff from his palace talking with each other

He was tired when suddenly the bell rings He was going downstairs

Dark cacao: I'm coming I'm coming don't leave

He opens the door and sees you

Dark cacao : pure vanilla.....

His Heart made a beat

Dark cacao: what are you doing here