Wildberry X Clotted Cream story [DISCONTINUED]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟶

꧂𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟶 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜?

☞︎𝚈𝚎𝚜. 𝙽𝚘

𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗!

𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎?

☞︎𝚈𝚎𝚜. 𝙽𝚘

𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗..!꧁

...

Siri held up the finished product, pleased yet relieved the experimentation could finally end. Beads of sweat trickled down Clotted Cream's forehead as Siri entered the room, tearing the gag off his mouth.
"It's okay...The experiment can end..."
Clotted Cream wanted to scream with joy, he wanted get out a jump. This pain can finally end...But he couldn't. He couldn't make his body do so. He felt warm...Too warm for his liking. It was as if he was being burnt inside out. His breathing was heavy as he felt a lump in his throat as he couldn't speak. His voice seemed to vanish his cheeks were bringer pink, more sweat trickling down his face.

"...Clotted Cream..?"

That was the last thing he heard before he blacked out. He could hear fragments of that voice screaming at him.

"Clotted Cream! H-Hey! Wake up! CLOTTED CREAM?"

Siri was screaming at him as they shook him. Clotted Cream didn't respond as Siri looked at him in horror.

"ICE CREAM BOT!"

Siri ran through the halls with Clotted Cream behind them, the ice cream bot carrying him as they tried to lower his body temperature.

"No good no good no good..! I need to bring him something cold!"

Siri screamed in their mind as they dashed out the facility and hopped through a portal to another area...

Clotted Cream rested in the bed as an ice pick had been left on his head as a lighter set of clothing was in replacement of his suit. His cloak hung on the wall as his breathing was still heavy. Siri sat aside as they checked his temperature again. It hadn't lowered a lot...But it was better than nothing. Clotted Cream was questioning the Crème Republicans as he slept. Why hadn't they sent anyone..? He's been praying for them, trying to send a letter of some sort...But nothing. Nothing came. The last letter he sent was returned with a piece of burnt paper as the bluebird was heavily wounded.

"...W...."
"Clotted Cream? You spoke!"
Siri seemed excited as they watched their friend peel open his eyes. Clotted Cream struggled to keep them open as the white ceiling above him.
"Is there anything you want? Anything you need? Anyone you want by your side? Oyster? Custard? Pure Vanilla even?"
Siri was asking as they desperately peered over to him.
"W...Wild..."
He managed to make out with great difficulty. His throat felt sore as it felt dry as Siri handed him a glass of water. He felt like he was in an oven, being burnt alive and yet felt so cold. It was an indescribable feeling of agony and misery. He wanted to sit up to drink it, but he couldn't make his body do so. It was as if it died, only his head functioning.
Siri pressed the glass to his mouth and tilted it, spilling a bit of water into his mouth. It didn't help much but managed to stop the pain for a split moment before it came straight back. But the will to speak or say something to what seemed like the only person who cared at they moment burnt brightly. He didn't know what would happen...But he said it.

...

"...Wildberry,"

Siri glanced at the blonde for a moment as the replica of the soul jam shone brightly as it had been attached to a pendant which was now on Clotted Cream's neck.

"...You want Hollyberry's bodyguard..?"
"...Mhm..."
Clotted Cream let out a hum of approval as Siri looked into the sky for a moment.
"...Sure can do. I'll get a journey back to Pure Vanilla's castle prepared in a jiffy. Be right back buddy,"
Siri said that before leaving, also leaving a teddy bear on Clotted Cream chest as it seemed to hug him. Clotted Cream was surrounded by several stuffed animals as the room was cold. It didn't seem to help his body temperature go down...But whose room was this? It was probably Siri's...
He thought silently as he glanced at the small outfit hung up on the wall. A pretty navy blue dress with six buttons on the top half as it was sleeveless.

꧂𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢⌫
Wildberry scratches his head as he looked at the plan.
"Follow Siri, find where they go, see if I can find Clotted Cream, and find a way to take him back!"

Wildberry repeated. The plan was easier said than done. If there was a base, he'd have to break in. After that, finding Clotted Cream would be an issue too. Not too mention if there are other people there to attack him. It was risky...But he wanted to take the risk for someone he cared about. He didn't know about it sure, but, it would be worth it right..?

...

꧂𝙴𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚎𝚍?

☞︎𝚈𝚎𝚜.       𝙽𝚘

𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗...

𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎..?

☞︎𝚈𝚎𝚜.       𝙽𝚘

𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗...꧁