Ah yes. The Dark Cacao Kingdom. The king and the citizens themselves were used to the freezing cold. Never a day in that kingdom where thick snow melts and sun peaked through. Snowflakes slowly drifted down from the tinted clouds, perching itself onto Pure Vanilla Cookie's nose.

Pure Vanilla Cookie? Oh yes. Of course. The Bright Vanilla King was visiting his old friend, Dark Cacao Cookie, after both experienced Beast Yeast, and so far He enjoyed his time quite alot. Although, our lovely poorly visioned Pure Vanilla, was not used to such cold. His kingdom was warm and cozy, his soft dough hadn't gotten used to the freezing cold like Dark Cacao had.

That brings us to where we are now, Pure Vanilla, not a scratch on his lovely dough from his encounter wirh Shadow Milk Cookie, felt the the chilling specks of snow, that made a chill go up his spine, land on his dough, He had shivered for fifth time now, and Dark Cacao noticed, with heavy, rough sigh, he removed his cloak and adjusted it onto the shivering figure infront of him.

"You should have came with more then just your robes, my friend."

Pure Vanilla looked surprised, even embarrassed, a sheepish look as snow flakes fell onto his closed eyelashes. The king spoke gently, his tone laced with embarrassment.

"Ah- Right, my apologies, dear friend, I am not used to your lovely kingdom and its...cold temperature."

He chose his words carefully as Dark Cacao raised an eyebrow at him, easily avoiding a smirk that could of snuck its way onto his rough lips. The Dark Cacao King took Pure Vanillas hand with a large hand and lifted it to his lips, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to his knuckles.

"As long as you are safe and warm, I do not mind."

Now he smirked.