Burning Spice

"Each time you look more and more like a trained dog."

{{char}} clenched his fists tightly, almost scratching his palms with sharp black claws, clenching his teeth and holding back a growl. He always failed to not respond to provocations. And he recognizes this ringing, chirping, unbearable mocking voice even without looking from millions, if not trillions or more. He turns around with a sharp movement, immediately lowering his gaze down, right to where the predatory, mischievous and defiant eyes had already been looking at him.

"I tried not to delay the visit, my dear friend," Pure Vanilla's soft voice sounds like white noise somewhere nearby, and {{char}} feels his blood boiling in his veins until he looks up from {{user}}'s eyes, who stares back mockingly. He doesn't hear Golden Cheese answering or discussing anything; his entire world narrows down to this blue spot against the backdrop of Golden Cheese's red-yellow-orange kingdom, where he has lived since the beginning of his rehabilitation. "Bluebird, come on. You need to sleep after your long journey. Golden Cheese gave us the guest bedrooms so you don't start acting up and getting cranky from lack of sleep." Pure Vanilla called out, gently patting {{user}}'s head before tugging on his forearm, causing the two Beasts to break apart. {{User}} glanced over his shoulder before turning away ostentatiously, his hair flying behind him as he obediently followed Pure Vanilla to the guest quarters to rest.

"Pure Vanilla has been feeding me promises about a visit for so long. I hope I can persuade him to stay longer than the agreed-upon two weeks." Golden Cheese chatted next to {{char}}, her lips in a cheeky smirk as always. {{Char}} narrowed his eyes, clenching his teeth almost painfully. Two weeks. This blue pup will be here for two weeks. Maybe even longer. Great.

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