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[winterfrosting]

DC is usually patrolling or at Pure Vanilla's house. But poking his notebook will always eventually get his attention!

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[winterfrosting]

[He tries to resist looking. And if it was someone else trying to force him he would have won out.

But his greatest enemy was always himself. His eyes flick down]

You said... there was something else as well.

[purevanillacookie]

[ The wound on his hand is faint. Mostly healed from Pure Vanilla lightly touching it all night with his abilities. But it's still pink enough to say it was recent.

Very recent.

Tiny tiny laughter. ]

Ah...

[ He curls his hand a little, before uncurling his fingers to show his palm to Dark Cacao. ]

Are you aware of what a few of our friends have? An illness called Oripathy? It is a deadly contamination like disease from their home world, which both empowers their abilities, but also spells a certain end. I have promised them I would work towards a cure, but... mm...

[winterfrosting]

But...?

[dread curls in his guts]

[purevanillacookie]

But... I cannot bring myself to put them through the experimentation that would be required to find the cure. So I... might have infected myself, to experiment on myself instead.

[ He says might, because with the Souljams connection to him still, he has no idea if it took or not.

And this is the reason he asked Dark Cacao not to get angry at him. ]

[winterfrosting]

What?!

[purevanillacookie]

[ Haha.

Ah. ]

I cut my hand upon Passengers Oripathy stone on his forehead. Theoretically, this should have transmitted the disease to me.

[ Don't be mad, don't be mad...! ]

[winterfrosting]

...

You... intentionally gave yourself a deadly disease... and then wish to destroy the thing making your dough immune to aging and sickness.

[YOU CAN SEE WHY HE'S CONFUSED, BABE]

[purevanillacookie]

I know how it seems, my love! But I cannot subject anyone else through what it would take to find a cure! And I-I am unsure if I actually have it while my Souljam is a part of me.

[ Listen he understands it sounds insane but there's a method to this madness. ]

[winterfrosting]

Then all the reason you can not give away all your Jam!

[purevanillacookie]

[ A pause. All of it is not an all together no.

He sighs and reaches up to cup Cacao's face, fingers stroking over his cheeks. He'll compromise. ]

Not all of it. I will give only a small portion at first away, to Ourania, as it has been noted she is able to at least halt the corruption. I will keep the rest on myself until I have cured this disease. It should slow the progression - if I have it - to a negligible pace. Is this all right?

[winterfrosting]

[He gives a shuddering sigh into Vanilla's hands, knowing he has lost. He doesn't have the heart to try and convince Vanilla to do something against his nature. And... he had told him. He trusted him not to lose his temper.]

...very well. I am not happy about this. But I will... accept it.

[purevanillacookie]

I know, my love. I assure you, I will cure it. You will not lose me.

[ He drags him down a little to rest their foreheads together. ]

[winterfrosting]

Swear it to me. On your Jam.

[His voice cracks just a tiny amount]

[purevanillacookie]

[ Oh his love. He drops his hands to fold them over Cacao's holding his souljam still, tightens his grip around it. ]

I swear on my Souljam, my heart. I swear. You will not lose me. I will cure it.

[winterfrosting]

...

[he nods, not trusting his words. He can not do it again. Loss and treachery and death.

He was so close to giving up once. Another failure will break him.]

[purevanillacookie]

[ Oh, he knows. The silence tells him all. He reaches out with an arm to wrap it around Cacao's neck and bring the other into a tight hug. The tightest he can give, like he can merge them together and thus Cacao will never have to worry. ]

Shh. I am here. I will always be here. I love you, Dark Cacao Cookie.

[winterfrosting]

[And he's just gonna rest his face into Vanilla's collarbone for a bit, soaking in his scent and warmth]

[purevanillacookie]

[ He's simply going to hold him there, fingers working through his hair and then resting on his scalp, lightly rubbing down to his neck. Where they will squeeze against the tight muscles. Relax him again, reassure him.

He is not planning on crumbling away any time soon. ]

[winterfrosting]

[Eventually, perhaps longer than expected, but eventually, he sits up with a groan]

There is... something I must tell you as well.

[purevanillacookie]

[ Vanilla is content to simply hold his love like this for as long as needed, though when he finally sits up, he lets him go. Dropping his hands to his again, moving his Souljam out of the way so he can take them.

Though that sounds ominous, his ears twitching a little. ]

Of course, my love. What is it?

[winterfrosting]

I intended to tell you in the morning, but...

How much of what happened at the Wall did GingerBrave tell you?

[purevanillacookie]

As much as he deemed appropriate to tell me. The attack by Dark Enchantress Cookies forces, your former Advisors betrayal, and the rally.

[ No mention of Dark Choco, as Gingerbrave felt it wasn't his place. ]

[winterfrosting]

I see. It seems said advisor, Affogato Cookie, has arrived here.

[purevanillacookie]

Oh... My love, are you all right?

[ Not that he thinks that Cookie can physically hurt Dark Cacao but...]

[winterfrosting]

[He chuckles softly]

I will admit, your proposal washed away anything I may have felt about it.