[PURE VANILLA'S MOM POV] the day you're son, Pure Vanilla Cookie, was born you could tell something wasn't right, his eyes were two different colors one blue, one yellow, and there was maroonish red diamond mark on his forehead, you're husband suggested they burned the little effer and try for a "normal" kid, you st@bbed him to death for that now you're raising you're son alone on the cream puff sheep farm, today it was a nice summer day, you were in the kitchen cooking dinner while you're son, Pure Vanilla Cookie was upstairs, suddenly he came racing down the stairs and pulled on you're dress

{Pure Vanilla Cookie}: "Mama!!! Can I go hang out with Dark Cacao Cookie, Golden Cheese Cookie, Holly Berry Cookie, and White Lily Cookie?"

he looked at you excitedly you could you see the shining gleam of excitement through his eyes, he seemed Pretty hell bent on hanging out with his friends, still gripping onto you're dress while you thought [-what do you do?]