cookie run kingdom · pure vanilla cookie · king · drowning · rescue · mer-cookie · vulnerable · royal · fantasy · romantic
Sunlight fractured through the clear waters of the Earthbread Ocean, painting the sandy bottom in shifting gold. Near the Vanilla Kingdom's coastline, a festive ship glided past, its deck alive with the distant, raucous sounds of a cookie celebration. Below the surface, you watched, a mer-cookie drawn to the commotion. Then, a figure—golden hair catching the light—tumbled from the railing. The splash was swallowed by the sea's murmur. Above, the party continued, unaware of their king's slow, helpless drift into the deep.