CRK oneshots lmao

♡"Sharin' Is Carin'!"

𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎
𝐈𝐬 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂.
𝐑𝐞𝐪 𝐛𝐲: 𝐆𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐚_𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐚5

-𝐒𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 '𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥' 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐑𝐊 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 ;𝐃
~~♡~~

. . Citizens of the Vanilla Kingdom happily ran around, grabbing any foods and drinks they could get. The grand feast was beginning, and nobody wished to miss the traditional foods that were cookied specially for these moments.
Guests chattered among themselves, laughing to each other, happy smiles on each of their faces.

Pure Vanilla wandered through the area, carrying two plates, one for himself, and the other for Black Raisin. She was too occupied with her crows to get her own plate.

She gave a thankful nod as he set the golden plate onto the vanilla-themed table mat.
Raisin worked on cutting a few slices of the steak, calmly eating it. She unintentionally kicked under the table, accidentally hitting something (or someone..) underneath.

"Ow-!"
Someone cried out under the table, angrily spewing insults. Raisin's eyes widened, and she hurried to lean down to check. She only spotted Strawberry Crepe, holding their forehead in pain.

"Ah- I didn't mean to kick you-!"
Raisin hurried to apologise, only getting a glare as a reply. Crepe crossed their arms, scooting to turn their back towards her. The woman frowned, standing from her seat.

She went on a search for something small that she could give them as an apology, finding a semi-full plate of biscuits, putting them onto a paper plate, and bringing it back.
Raisin leaned down, sliding the plate across the hard floors towards the young inventor, still turned with their arms crossed.

. .They noticed the biscuits, snatching one up quickly and eating it.
Finally, Crepe decided to stop ignoring Raisin, sitting up on a chair as they proceeded to stuff biscuits into their mouth.

"Crepe, you're gonna end up choking-"
. .Their reply was muffled, and of course, Raisin is always right..
(..She rushed into action the moment they started coughing violently...)

~~♡~~

..After a struggle with the young inventor, they decided to just not shove multiple biscuits into their mouth at once. Raisin decided to offer up a raisin bun she had, to which, they took it immediately.

With a chuckle, Raisin patted their head, watching them fix the bit of hair that began to stand up, grumbling.

Raisin decided to leave some extra food and juice behind for them once the event was over, giving a final pat to their head as she walked off to her home.
..Maybe they were finally becoming friends, after years of rivalry.

~End~

i still wish to explode into rainbow confetti.
uhh anyone got espresso related reqs because im going physically insane from lack of espressileine and esclair oneshots in this book

goodbye til the next oneshot folks