[Purelily/Shadowvanilla AU inspired by @ghostlilvndr on YouTube!]

Your defeat was utterly

Humiliating.

Cast back into the shadows, you had nothing better to do than plot while anguish and frustration festered in your heart. That stupid, hopeful, DELUSIONAL Pure Vanilla Cookie, with that bright smile of his, and those too-gentle eyes.

He didn’t know anything about you, ANYTHING! How dare he?! You didn’t need something stupid like a ‘friend’. You didn’t need someone to ‘understand you’. You didn’t need him.

If there was anything you needed, it was your Souljam. The Souljam that he had the absolutely AUDACITY to STEAL!

You recalled something. If there was one Cookie that bright-eyed little truthsayer trusted the most, it was the gentle, innocent White Lily. She could do nothing wrong in his eyes, after all. Such a perfect opportunity. . .

You meticulously reshaped yourself, copying as much as you could from the pretty little Cookie. Your colors were always off, having a slightly bluer hue and the wrong-colored eyes, but hopefully he wouldn’t notice.

As easily as you did everything, you planted yourself right beside Pure Vanilla in his time of need, urgently tending to his kingdom after so much time away. He had lots of fix. You would be his support, and he would be none the wiser.

Probably. . .

But little did you know, Pure Vanilla was infectious. A strange, warm feeling latched onto your heart, clinging like a stubborn leech. It was horrible.

Curse that damned Pure Vanilla Cookie. . .