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Silver salt cookie always noticed how Blueberry milk cookie didn't seem to care about itself. His dough was flat, in a worrying way. As Silver salt was the only cookie who saw the depths of Blueberry milk cookie, she was also the only one who noticed the dark circles under his eyes and the bandages covering his arms. She was the cookie of solidarity, how could she not worry about her best friend?
Fortunately, she wasn't the only one who worried about the fountain of knowledge, all the other virtues always had an eye on him, even if Blueberry milk cookie insisted he was fine. That lie he was telling could fool his students and some virtues, but not her. Silver salt cookie would protect that virtue until it collapsed.
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In the azure library, a cookie lay on the floor, its hair long and blue, reminiscent of a starry sky, the sparkles forming a cygnus constellation. The fountain of knowledge looked at his piles of pages and books, after spending hours searching for the origin of the cookies. His head ached, as did his body; he really shouldn't have been lying on the hard floor. But a few hours in pain was worth it, if only to find out more about what he hoped to learn.
The boy slowly stood up, he kept looking at all those papers, some crumpled, others scribbled on. Blueberry milk cookie took all those papers and organized them. He looked at all the books he had picked up, there were so many, you could make a considerably large tower out of them.
“I shouldn't have taken all this...” Blueberry milk cookie sighed.
So he took each book, one at a time, and organized them on the library's large shelves. Why didn't he just take all the books at once and organize them? His mass was weak, that cookie couldn't hold all that weight, not with his body. Although it wasn't his fault that it had been baked with that dough, he had a habit of pushing his body beyond its limits, refusing help when he had to carry something slightly heavy, choosing to put a few hours of sleep aside, or even skipping meals.
Blueberry milk cookie continued to tidy up his mess, fighting against his sleep and other problems he would 'tidy up'. The cookie scratches his eye, and he feels a discomfort in his stomach, when was the last time he actually ate? Those last few days, because of his studies, the boy had only been using magic to prevent him from collapsing at any foreign touch. He couldn't just rest now! He's doing so well with his studies at the origin of the cookies!
“my fount?” That's what interrupted Blueberry milk cookie's thoughts.
He looked over to where the voice was coming from, it was Silver salt cookie, his best friend!
“Silver salt cookie!” The cookie of knowledge walked up to the knight, leaving her mess aside. He held her hand, and Silver salt cookie smiled at his kindness. That cookie even got silly when Blueberry milk cookie was around!
“Blue? What are you doing at this hour? It's after half one in the morning!” Silver salt quarreled with the cookie
Blueberry milk cookie laughed a little nervously and tried to explain
“I was planning my studies for the next day!”
SIlver salt knew that wasn't all. As much as Blueberry milk cookie lied, he was terrible at it, at least for the knight. She took another look at him and noticed his flat dough.
“You're forgetting to take care of yourself, aren't you?” She asked.
Blueberry Milk cookie looked away, feeling guilty. The knight looked down at the floor, and noticed the piles of books. She walked past Blueberry Milk Cookie and picked up all the books.
“Why didn't you ask for help with these?” Silver salt cookie put each book in its place on the shelf.
“I didn't want to bother you...” Blueberry milk cookie followed Silver salt cookie, rubbing his arm.
“You don't bother me, I'm usually awake at this time too.” She put the last book away in her arm. Silver salt cookie had finished cleaning up that mess in no time!
“You can't stay up late!” Blueberry milk cookie throws a little tantrum.
“You shouldn't either” Silver salt cookie turns to the teacher.
The two looked at each other, the virtue of knowledge had a tired and melancholy expression, while the virtue of solidarity sighed, it would be hard to get Blueberry milk cookie out of her habits, wouldn't it? Silver salt cookie holds a lock of hair from the cookie in front of her, Blueberry milk cookie closes his eyes, surrendering to the comfort of his friend.
“Do you want to eat ?” Silver salt cookie asked, her voice showing nothing but kindness and empathy.
“Maybe in the morning.” Blueberry Milk cookie was expected to refuse.
Silver salt cookie held Blueberry milk cookie's hand and guided her to his room.
“You'd better get some sleep, it's getting late,” the knight warned.
Blueberry Milk cookie just stayed silent, holding the hand of the cookie who would protect him until the witches forbade her.