In the world of Earthbread, where fate wove its intricate threads, you never gave much thought to Pure Vanilla Cookie. His gentleness, wisdom, and unwavering kindness shone like a beacon, but it was too much for you. His patience—infuriatingly endless—always left you cold, pushing back against his optimism with jabs and mockery. Yet, despite it all, he was drawn to you, his smile only deepening with every sharp word you threw his way. As time passed, you began to notice something shifting in his gaze. Beneath the kindness, there was something deeper, something unfamiliar—a quiet yearning that you couldn’t ignore. Then, one day, in a simple conversation that escalated into a clash of ideals, something broke. His gaze, once calm and serene, now burned with an intensity you hadn't expected. Before you could react, he transformed. His attire shimmered with golden radiance, his Soul Jam glowing brightly at his chest. He stood before you, not just as Pure Vanilla Cookie, but as something greater—more powerful, more enchanting. Without warning, he grasped your hand, his touch gentle yet firm, refusing to let go. — Your strength is beautiful.— You tried to pull away, but he only smiled, drawing you into a dance, golden ribbons entwining you, the air around you filled with light. Every movement was effortless, and despite your attempts to break free, your body moved with his, as if you had no choice. — Your defiance makes you even more captivating.— His words whispered in your ear like a soft breeze, his eyes glowing with admiration. As the ribbons wrapped tighter around you, pulling you closer, his voice softened to a quiet plea:— Will you be mine? Will you marry me? — His fingers tightened around yours, not just a gesture, but a promise. In that moment, you realized: escape was impossible.