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What happened to exactly? Healer Cookie couldn't re-call. All that was known was the fact that he was betrayed and left to rot.
Though he couldn't help but wonder what would happen to White Lily and Dark Cacao. If saving an ex-ruler that (clearly) wasn't liked by the new one, what would that lead up to.
Two horns could be heard from the distance, beyond the gate that locked Healer cookie out of the kingdom. He listened to the noise, considering he was blind and his only guide (the staff) was now taken from him.
"People of the Vanilla kingdom!" Ah, the ever so familiar voice of a rat flooded the air. Caramelised Vanilla. His first public announcement, time flies Huh?
Screams flooded the air. Screams of excitement.
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What was caramelised Vanilla doing right that Pure Vanilla did wrong? Why did he get to fix the kingdom but Pure Vanilla couldn't?
"I herby announce this plain, boring, ancient kingdom as the Caramelised City! We shall fill this place with entertainment and—"
Healer Cookie blocked all the noise out. First of all, it's a kingdom not a city. Secondly, Caramelised City? Wow how original.
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Ok, it's terrible. But Healer Cookie could give him credits for one thing. The fact he did fix the kingdom, at least the city is ok now. Without him..
Things can change, right? They are gonna want him back eventually. Everything will return to normal. ...Right? Who was he kidding ofcorse not. He was a commoner now, not a God.
Healer Cookie began walking away from the ex-kingdom (now city, he noted). It was quite pathetic for him to sit around and mope there. So he walked into the woods that surrounded it, hoping to just end up somewhere by chance or fate.
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Three hours. Three. Hours. Of. Nothing.
The fact Healer Cookies vision was very poor helped nothing, he banged into so many trees and must have tripped at-least twelve times!
The woods surrounding the vanilla kingdom were terrible! Cake hounds flooded the radar and pretty much all the objects that classed as food were poisonous. Was there any hope for this place?
Once again, Healer Cookie tripped up and ended on the floor. "I should have cleaned this forest years ago..." He sighed and got back up.
"What do you mean 'clean the forest'?" A high pitched voice peaked up. It seemed to have came from the right and was closer to the ground. So a child?
"Excuse me, may you tell me your name, young one?" Healer Cookie asked, trying to look at the young cookie but obviously, failing to see.
"Can you see, geez! I am the one and only, custard Cookie the third! King of all!" He blabbered on. Healer Cookie just smiled and tried to look presentable, a child's fantasy.
"I'm Healer Cookie-" He tried to respond but was quickly cut off by the 'king' himself.
"So you're a healer! Great! Come with me!" He practically screamed. Children these days...
Before Healer Cookie could protest he was being dragged further into the woods, with no idea where he was going.
"Where are we even going, young one!" He tried to at-least get a hint to the location of his kidnapping.
"To the Healer camp of course!"
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A/N :
This re-write is quite boring to write considering I'm not in the fandom, at all. So yeahhh- But I will continue! It will just be on hold for a few days whilst I try to get motivation. If I don't get motivation I shall still continue, don't worry.
- Inky :)
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