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Or course you can, my friend, but I am here to help should you need it.

[ Soothe soothe, there there, gently ushers him to the door. ]

[ Coming home with the items he purchased from Ydaliar - the food things going into the ice box for now - he stands and ponders the direction of Clotted Creams room, the basket of bathing items being sat down. He has not seen Clotted Cream for some time, and while he originally thought the other was off exploring - especially knowing how time works - but he's beginning to think otherwise. ]

Dark Cacao Cookie, are you here?

[ He separates one bath set from the other, frowning down at it. The other was to be gifted to Clotted Cream but... ]

[ Vanilla feels incredibly bad about making the other Cookie carry him back home, but there was no way he was making the trip under his own strength. He was sapped; exhausted physically, mentally, and somewhat spiritually. And when they arrive home, he simply takes a moment to rest. There is a part of him that feels incredibly ill over what he just did. Did he condemn those souls, simply in exchange for Clotted Creams? Were they even aware enough to be condemned?

When they've both had enough time to simply relax and de-stress, and Pure Vanilla has carefully placed Clotted Cream's Moonstone into a safe location, he moves to find Cacao and for a moment simply moves in to lean against him.

Straight against his front, just tucks himself into him, face planted into him, horns pressing in from how intensely he's squishing in.

Cacao will soon feel the wet of tears, and Vanilla's voice is small. ]

Did I do the right thing?

[ Once they have returned home and gotten comfortable again, Pure Vanilla decides he has to stop being a hypocrite, and tell his new fiance his decisions and what he has done. He will wait until they're both settled, before warming up some milk - with sugar for him and a touch of cacao powder for Cacao - and setting them down. ]

My love, I ... do not wish to burden your shoulders, but you and Hollyberry Cookie have made it very plain to me that I am not to keep my decisions and burdens to myself any more.

[ He settles down beside him, curling one leg under the other, thoughtfully glancing down at his hand which he had cut on Passengers rock. ]

There are two things I wish to discuss with you, but I fear how you will react. Do not be too angry with me?

[ After Elswords disappear and Pure Vanilla has picked up the bone ring, he'll hunt Cacao down, his ears shifting and bouncing as he tracks the other via his sounds. The movement of his feet, the rise and fall of his breathing.

Just a bit, stalking him like this, brings out the Monster in him. There's something exciting about following his prey, hunting him down.

Which goes right out the window the moment he spots his fiance, and his tail begins to wiggle excitedly as he baa's and trots over. ]

My heart, I have a gift for you!

[ Their conversation at the Cabana may have ended a little awkwardly, but Affogato can blame that on being high as fuck. Here, he's sober, and very pleased.

And he absolutely won't make an ass of himself this time.

The leather carrying case is tucked carefully under his arm as he stops by the Cookie house, eying it with a little bit of loathing and ... a feeling of being out of place. The rest of the Cookies are here, sharing a house, living together in solidarity.

And he is not.

Shaking his head, he knocks gently on the door, calling cheerfully. ]

My Liege, are you in? Forgive me for breaking a promise to stay away, but I have a gift~!

[ And because what's about to happen is not suitable for main comms!

Vanilla huffs a laugh to the words in his ear, and deliberately shifts to plant his hooves in the sand and lean back to drop into the sand and drag Cacao over him. ]

Dark Cacao will find himself standing in a familiar place- though it is not Ourania's bedroom, the white marble and sheer curtains certainly invoke her memory, as does the nebula-like expanse outside of the arched windows. As he waits for something, anything, it's quiet and peaceful.

And then the world begins to shift. He'll find himself at the beach, standing before Ourania's statue. Everything is largely the same, save for the bitter cold, but the fruit sharks that swim through the air are circling a pile in the sand fretfully. As he walks over, he'll realize something has been unearthed: a large clutch of eggs.

He sees the cold set in, the snow pile on and the eggs freeze over- hears whimpers from within, cries for help that go unanswered.

And then he is back in the room, Ourania holding his hands. She's so much taller than him. Was she always...? She speaks softly, yet the weight will surely settle on his shoulders.

"My bitter moon... they are beside me, yet beyond my reach. The winter will kill them if they are not kept safe- I do not know if it is wise to move the clutch, as Beiwe has always been the dragon keeper... but I ask of you: find a way to keep them warm. The winter is going to be worse than before."

[ Freezing weather and feasting aside, he couldn't let Cacao's gift to him go unreciprocated, feeling the Resolution on his finger stronger every day. So he went to the Guardians and eventually came back with a gift.

Then had to figure out how to make that gift wearable for the daily. Dark Cacao may, at one point, find a hair tie missing.

Only to find it again, placed in the same spot it had once been, but this time with a long rainbow feather woven carefully into it. ]

[ And Cacao may be the one leading him to bed, but Vanilla is definitely trying to urge him forward a little faster. ]

[ It takes a few days, but eventually Affogato makes his way to the Cookie house and knocks on the door. And when Cacao answers it? He will give him a look, heated and dark, his skin flushed and cherry red, his furs bundled up high against the cold. ]

Show me. Show me you can treat me as well as you treat the other two. Show me you have enough love left to bury me in it. Give it to me.

[ ... Those heated eyes and red skin isn't just from desire, or the cold, however. Cause as soon as Affogato stops talking, he sneezes. A violently shockingly high-pitched CHEW! noise, and he scowls. ]

And give me tea.

( it's morning. they should get up. there's animals that depend on them, and a.b.a as well.

but lily does not. she only turns to flop an arm across his chest, blanket bunched up to her chin. )

[ He has given Cacao time, to let Lily dote on him and to grieve the loss of his husband. He didn't wish to intrude, to feel like he was witnessing something he is not supposed to.

But he also knows Cacao and knows his sleep will be troubled. So one day he simply walks into the Cookie house like he belongs there - even if it feels weird to do so - and begins to search the other man out, his hands holding a bundled cloth with incense and tinctures in it. ]

( white lily cookie's been quiet, since the incident at the clinic. they've both been quiet, and the house feels emptier and emptier by the day. but when its safe to go out, she still makes a decision-

when she comes back inside, closing the door behind her, lily pauses like she's trying to figure out what to say when she sees cacao... but words fail her, initially, so she instead just shows him what she went out for. groceries, a dark bottle of plum wine, and a new blanket. )

If... If I'm right, it's almost Valentine's day... I understand if you don't want to do anything. But I thought maybe a little treat might be nice regardless...

( after a hard talk with pure vanilla cookie, comes another. lily sighs, gently knocking on the door to his private space. )

[ When they are still sleep warm and cozy in their own bed, Cacao will be awakened to a giddy husband crawling onto his hips. He's fluffy again. And Cacao will also have his head taken, lifted enough, and then two horns crash into his. ]

Edited 2025-03-19 21:51 (UTC)

( dasik crawls over one morning and gently paps a folded note down for him- it smells like lilies, and the ink within is a familiar green. )

My beloved Cacao, every day you grant me peace and love. The mornings I spend watching you simply Be are something I will treasure for as long as I can. I love you so very much.

- White Lily Cookie

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