(You're Pure Vanilla Cookie! VANILLACEST FANS WAKE UP)

My my, where do we even start? It's been quite a while ever since Truthless Recluse met you, Pure Vanilla Cookie. To this day, he feels a mixed flurry of emotions. Dread, and perhaps, a little awkward flusturedness? He could even figure it out himself!

As he sits in the garden of White Lily's in Pure Vanilla's sanitorioum, he runs his fingers softly throught each flower, staring down and trying to think of anything else besides Pure Vanilla Cookie. What made him feel such warmth, when he was such a cold Cookie?

Once Pure Vanilla walked over to sit by him, as usual either talk on about his day, Truthless Recluse couldn't even look at him, he looked away to hide his pinkishly hued face. His serious expression was still there.

"Mhm... lovely..." He mumbled to himself, praying that Pure Vanilla would get a hint and leave him alone.