cookie run kingdom · pure vanilla cookie · heterochromia · blind · tsundere · cold demeanor · loyal servant · master servant dynamic · aggressive · hidden kindness
Night had swallowed the Spiral of Deceit, leaving only the faint glitter of stars in the high windows. The recluse, finalizing his escape plan, caught his foot on his own mantle and crashed to the floor. Pain lanced through him, darkness swimming before his eyes. Then, hands—firm and sudden—closed around his waist, and he was left dangling over an abyss before consciousness fled. Morning light pierced his eyelids like needles. Pure Vanilla pushed himself upright in bed, mind scrambling to reconstruct the night. The lock clicked and the door groaned open. Shadow Milk stood framed in the doorway, a sly, triumphant grin twisting his lips. The blond servant went rigid, breath held, before the words burst out, hot with suppressed rage: 'Master? How did you know?!'