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1:27 p.m.
It was an average day in the Dark Cacao Kingdom. Average meaning practically nothing was happening, though this excluded the Ancient’s meeting. They’ve been meeting every other week for the past, like, eight months. The typical meeting would contain: The Dark Flour War, how everyone’s respective kingdoms were doing, telling Hollyberry that drinking berry juice every other day was a bad life choice, and how much Burning Spice was a bitch (exclusively from Golden Cheese). But not this meeting. Everyone was concerned for Pure Vanilla as he’s been at the spire for almost two months. Who knows what could be happening to him while the others were doing effectively nothing?
“I think we could devise a escape plan for him to use,” White Lily suggested.
Hollyberry then added, “That’s a great idea! How about…”
She looked up, something she usually did while thinking. Ten seconds passed.
“I know! Golden Cheese flies in and carries Pure Vanilla while I cover them and both Dark Cacao and White Lily hold back the Shadow Milk guy!”
Everyone (excluding Hollyberry) looked back and forth from each other until she was met with skeptical eyes.
Golden Cheese opened her mouth to respond but got cut off by Dark Cacao.
“That plan… isn’t well thought out. There are too many unknown variables and holes in it.”
A couple of head nods followed, but Golden Cheese frowned.
“Though I somewhat agree with what you say, I must point out that we need a base idea of what to do.”
“Go on,” Dark Cacao replied.
“We can’t stand around for four hours doing nothing!-”
5:30 p.m.
Oh.
To say that everyone was disappointed would be an understatement. They hardly had any idea on what to do other than:
Step 1 - Go to spire.
Step 2 - Uhhhhhhhh…
Wow! They didn’t develop a single thing the whole 4 hours they were there! Oh well. It's okay because there will be another time to talk about it. Right?
Dark Cacao was leaning against a wall. Why? I don’t know; these things are out of my league. The kingdom felt… too quiet (and if it's the Dark Cacao Kingdom, you know shit’s ‘bout to go down). Almost like speak of the devil, a blood-curling (jam-curling?) scream sounded from an alleyway. The voice seemed to sound like… Hollyberry’s!?!?! Holy fuck. He immediately ran to where the noise came from. The following scene was almost unexplainable: Pure Vanilla (wait- PURE VANILLA!?) who in front of Hollyberry with a broken shield wielded Dark Cacao’s sword. [insert audible sigh] How the ding darnit bipity bopity on the Witches did Pure Vanilla have his sword with his soul jam? You know what? Forget that! There are two far better questions!
1.) How the flipflopitydoo did he not notice.
2.) Why does Pure Vanilla look like he means harm.
And why is he coming closer.
And why is Hollyberry backing up.
And why is Pure Vanilla raising Dark Cacao’s sword.
And- stab.
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After each meeting the Ancients had, Golden Cheese would fly over whatever city she was in. Why? The past. Don’t get me wrong, Golden Cheese thought that all her friends were great (this includes White Lily with a few asterisks)! But, she could never shake off the feeling that something terribly bad was happening at the moment. Never since that day… But anyway, throughout her days of looking over cities, she has seen many things! (Gng im abt to make a list)
- store owners doing their thing
- people doing various outdoor activities
- littering
- robbery (in which she would always stop)
- basic daily stuff
And a new addition to the list (drumrolls please…)
- Dark Cacao being murdered in cold jam.
.
What?
No no no no no.
She must be seeing things… Right?
She quickly flew down to the alleyway. It was quite musty, an adjective she wasn’t used to feeling in the kingdom. No windows, no doors, it almost felt subliminal… Then she saw it . It left her shaking. Left her hyperventilating. In shock. The ground was stained a deep shade of crimson. The jampool stretched out far, almost like… it was made by more than one cookie.
No no no no no.
Wait-
Hollyberry…?
No no no no no.
She felt like she was put in this position before in her dreams, now a nightmare come true.
Who was behind this?
Pure Vanilla.