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𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: pure vanilla adventures

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦/𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧: cookie run kingdom [CRK]

𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰: they couldn't believe their eyes, and he couldn't either. you tried to poke his cookie dough cheek, and this bitch then tried to bonk your finger with his staff. and it hurt, so this was definitely real. pure vanilla cookie was sitting there on your desk, oh my days.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none, just fluff <3 and the use of their/them for both genders!

they blinked. he blinked.

they were about to open their mouth but he beat them to it. it couldn't be possible, no it shouldn't be possible at all. he was a mere product of a fantasy-based game intended to entertain the thirsty simps and enjoyers of grinding to gacha for pretty characters. but why oh why did this happen?

"uh, please do explain to me as to why am i here. i have to assume that you, my friend, are not associated with the witch that created us all?" pure fucking vanilla cookie said in that precious and smooth tone of his. his little yellow and light blue circles blinking every so often, and that weird flower staff of his staring at them.

they couldn't say anything to a cookie.

just out of curiosity, they brought out their hand and brought their index finger to the cookie's cheek. a small, please refrain from laying your fingers upon me-! was heard as the cookie tried to pry their finger off his cheek. it felt weird, the ski- no, cookie dough?

they could see him trying to use what little of the cookie's strength that he had to try to push their finger away, it was funny really. they snickered under their breath, pure vanilla cookie looked exhausted and frustrated at this point. they could hear a grumble, and then he proceeded to bonk their finger with his staff.

"ouch!". they hissed in pain as the cookie huffed indignantly while fixing his little hat. "i must insist you do not try to indiscriminately touch my face" he puffed, patting his staff to try to calm it down at least. "am i in a sort of hut? this place is quite... clean and sanitary to what i have seen of a normal witch's hut".

pure vanilla cookie then proceeded to walk around their dining table with his yellow cape dragging behind him, he seemed like really small compared to the ordinary things that they have left on it. they watched in awe as this cookie sparkled with inquisitiveness, patting their tv remote and gasping when he found out that he could jump onto the buttons.

"how interesting! why are these buttons red? why are these black? did the dark cacao kingdom and the hollyberry kingdom come together to create such a masterpiece? i must visit the two to congratulate them...".

they couldn't believe their eyes. they watched nervously in silence as the little stubby legs of pure vanilla cookie walked around your whole table. from your little pot plat (why is this plant in a building of sorts? that is certainly not very safe for cookies isn't that?) to the tissue box haphazardly on its side (oh my what soft material! this reminds me of the curtains in our castle, but it is much thinner. ack-!).

they gingerly began to help the poor cookie get untangled out of the tissues that got stuck to his cream hair. he seemed a bit shaken from the whole ordeal because his staff was shaking(?) erratically. "i must say the objects inside your humble abode are quite dangerous for cookies like me" pure vanilla cookie pointed out, leaning over to grab his staff and petting it.

a little spark seemed to puff out of from the staff, a blink was all it took from the messy form of the cookie to him becoming clean and perfect again. "well, personally i think some introductions need to be made" they spoke for the first time in a while to the small being.

the heterochromatic eyes of the cookie seemed to sparkle as he coughed into his stubby cookie hands. "ah yes that's quite right!". pure vanilla cookie then grabbed his hat (how does his hat stick to his hand??) and bowed down, closing his eyes.

"i am pure vanilla cookie, leader of the pure vanilla kingdom" he introduced himself, smiling softly while placing his hat upon his head once more. they introduced themselves with some awkwardness, but the cookie merely chuckled at the attempt.

they really need to do something about this new guest before something bad happens, like maybe someone eats him.

they sighed and then stretched their hand onto the table, motioning for the cookie to hop on for a ride. "hop on pv cookie, i'll need to take you to my desk" they said, pointing over to another room down your corridor. said cookie immediately understood their little nickname use and was absolutely touched by your sincerity and generosity.

nodding determinedly, he began to waddle over to their palm with the staff watching their hand with great interest. "of course! why it is a pleasure to be accompanied by a human such as yourself!" he cried happily, sitting upon their palm while adjusting his cape. he seemed to be very excited to see the interior of your apartment.

they stood up slowly so as to not let the cookie fall off their palm, that would be very disastrous. "this little abode of yours is quite beautiful indeed! you should come to visit our kingdom, i am sure you would like madeleine cookie. he sure does enjoy interior designing".

pure vanilla cookie continued to babble on about their apartment was wonderful indeed, he was holding onto his little cone-shaped hat while gripping onto his staff. they were a bit proud as well, their apartment was indeed very nice looking thanks to the white walls and the sunshine pouring in.

when they soon entered their room, they then plopped themselves on their chair carefully as the cookie gasped at the cute little trinkets they had on their table. they then laid their hand on the table to allow the cookie to clamber off their palm. pure vanilla cookie then began to sprint (he was still really small so he was like still taking some time to get to things) towards the many small things on their table.

stationary, pot plants, their mouse, keyboard and pc. he was really surprised by a lot of things. "oh my is that another creation by the two kingdoms?!" pure vanilla cookie exclaimed in delight. the cookie then began to climb onto your keyboard and began to play around with their keyboard. he was playfully and happily jumping on each and every key, he sometimes even stab the keys with his staff.

how adorable he was, but they would have to break it to him soon. but why not have a little fun with him in this new and unfamiliar world?

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: would definitely live life happily with a talking cookie helping me do my homework. this is no romance whatsoever here, just FLUFF.