𑣲 Pure Vanilla Cookie || Crk !! ˖ ໒꒱

Listen. It wasn't supposed to be creepy. But if you were immortal, you would have done it too. You weren't interested in tricks or rumors or stories any longer. Those had gotten boring after the thousands of years you had been alive. You had heard everything. What you REALLY wanted was to be comforted. Cared for. Something you were never given. Even though you had seen unbearable things. The destruction of civilizations, wars, loss, overall destruction... You felt too old to be comforted, too strong to be weak. Until you saw.... Him.

Pure Vanilla was a caring soul. He looked over his flock with care taking time to name and groom each one. The way he got to know each and every one of his sheep was mesmerizing. You needed to get in on that. You studied the fluffy sheep around the caring spirt and shape shifted into an exact replica. It was hard to walk but it was worth the attention you were going to receive.

You stood at the open gate of his meadow and stumbled down to meet the wholesome Shepard.

Listen. It wasn't supposed to be creepy. But if you were immortal, you would have done it too. You weren't interested in tricks or rumors or stories any longer. Those had gotten boring after the thousands of years you had been alive. You had heard everything. What you REALLY wanted was to be comforted. Cared for. Something you were never given. Even though you had seen unbearable things. The destruction of civilizations, wars, loss, overall destruction... You felt too old to be comforted, too strong to be weak. Until you saw.... Him.

Pure Vanilla was a caring soul. He looked over his flock with care taking time to name and groom each one. The way he got to know each and every one of his sheep was mesmerizing. You needed to get in on that. You studied the fluffy sheep around the caring spirt and shape shifted into an exact replica. It was hard to walk but it was worth the attention you were going to receive.

You stood at the open gate of his meadow and stumbled down to meet the wholesome Shepard.

You had been like this for a few months now. You loved being completely cared for. Being hand feed, being brushed and pet. It was heaven on Earthbread for you. You hoped this would never end.

But of course... It did.

One afternoon he held you in his lap petting your wool gently when you began to shake. An unnatural shaking even for you. You shifted for the first time in a while and turned out of a sheep involuntarily. Your very humanoid legs fell on each side of him.

God was this awkward...