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Ding ding ding!
' A new customer? How delightful! '
White Lily Cookie opened a mini art shop in her house in a small neighborhood recently, it would later become a part coffee shop, when her childhood friend Pure Vanilla would move in soon enough.
She sat on a stool in an array of paintings mounted on the walls, some one the floor. Her supplies on the table next to her.
The cookie seemed familiar.. oh! The young teenager of 15 years old from the other neighborhood. White Lily had seen him around here often, as he liked going to the library nearby.
" Hello! You're White Lily Cookie, the best artist in town, right? Could you paint my mother please? I'll commission you to do so. It's her birthday in a week. " Pavlova Cookie said cheerfully as he entered the shop of the adoring artist, famous of her portraits and her pictures of flowers. His girlfriend, Sugarfly Cookie, waits anxiously outside, her wings twitching nervously.
" Of course! How big is the canvas? " White Lily Cookie puts her art supplies down.
Once all was settled, all White Lily needed was a photo of this cookie's mother.
" Picture? "
" Right! I'll send it through airdrop. "
White Lily receives a notification from her phone, quickly getting it from her pocket to get the photo.
The cookie in the photo was roughly her age, at least one year older than her. If White Lily was 35, that would mean, well, by her guess, this lovely lady was by the age of 36. The cookie in front of her -- Pavlova Cookie, stared at her.
" Your mother.. is quite young to be a.. a parent.. "
Pavlova nodded.
She turned her gaze back to the woman in the picture.
Angel-like wings... angel-like features she could even say herself... eyes brighter than a pink diamond, skin soft and a smile curled in amusement. Perfect, pink, delicate curls draped over her shoulders, remarking her well figure. She wore a simple white strapless dress as she was pictured playing a harp.
Looking back to the young boy, White Lily eye's narrowed, a slight frown on her face.
" You two.. look almost nothing alike. "
" She adopted me. " He said plainly like he said this everyday, his eyes staring at her with intensity.
" Oh! " White Lily's face flushed with embarrassment.
" I'm sorry, I didn't know- "
" That's fine. "
" So just this picture then? " White Lily needed to confirm. And Pavlova nodded.
" Uh.. one question.. " She hesitated," Your mother.. is she single..? "
Pavlova's eyes widened, his eyebrow raising in surprise. " Uh.. yes.. as of now.. "
"Ah-! Alright- haha.. just a random question.. she just looks so beautiful I thought she'd have a boyfriend by now, maybe even married. ... " She trailed off.
Pavlova cleared his throat.
" How much must I pay you? "
White Lily sputtered, then straightened up.
" How much can you pay? "
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" Hello Lily! How are you? " The second sound of bells as Pure Vanilla enters the door, followed by his silly boyfriend, Sage of Truth, who was floating around and reading a book. (As usual)
"Ah.. Vani, I'm fine. " White Lily sets down her paintbrush.
" Oh, who is that? " Pure Vanilla looks at the photo, from which the other was using her reference.
" O-oh! Just a commission.. heh. " White Lily flushes, waving it off.
Sage looks at her now, with a raised eyebrow.
" A commission? Great! " Pure Vanilla beams with a proud look in his eyes. " You're doing so well, Lily! I told you an art shop was a good way to show your skills. "
" My skills..? Ahah.. thanks. " White Lily's face is blushing with embarrassment again.
" I'll come back later on instead, it's clear you're busy. I was going to talk to you about the arrangements with the coffee shop thing and overall. "
" Oh right..! " She almost forgot about that.
" Must you move in here Nilly? You're always welcome with me... " Sage hugged Pure Vanilla from behind, his book inside his bag.
White Lily chuckled at the lovers' banter, as she knew about Sage's clinginess.
Pure Vanilla laughed softly, " I'll be fine, Sage, Besides, your place is far from here, how will I manage the coffee shop? "
Sage pouts, crossing his arms and not looking at him.
" I mean- hahaha..! I'll still visit you, you know. I won't break up with you if we're not always stuck together at the hip.. "
White Lily chuckles again, momentarily forgetting the phone in her hand.
Pure Vanilla turns to her again. " But seriously, we'll go now, besides.. I'm going to take this one to the museum.. "
Sage's heterochromatic eyes light up, as he's floating up and down. (As if jumping)
" Alright then.. have fun you two! " She calls after them as they leave.
She hums turning back to the painting, then to the lady in the picture..
" Ah... my lovely muse. "
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' How tiring.. ;
The artist thought to herself as she entered a local Starbucks, taking a break from her hard worked painting.
" Hm.. I must capture her beauty, after all, that boy said it was for her birthday. " White Lily shook her head as she waited in line in the cafe.
As she reached the counter, she ordered a vanilla latte, said her name and stepped aside.
Looking for a table, her eyes landed on something-- or rather, someone.
The lovely lady...
White Lily stared in awe, blinked once, twice, double checked her phone to the exact photo.
Exact eyes, curves, small.. demon wings and tail? Whatever.
Yes, yes it was her.
' her... my muse.. sitting just over there... '
She sat cross-legged on a small table by the large window alone, her wings lowered as she scrolled through her phone. On her table a few cookies and an espresso. She wore an aquamarine blouse and jeans... yet without the strapless dress, she looks as radiant as ever...
White Lily felt as if the wind has been knocked out of her, breaths coming in short gasps. Her muse, right before her..
' I don't even know her name.. should I talk her? Is that how this works?! '
Just then someone brushes past her--- Pavlova, White Lily's commissioner himself, who looks on edge.
The woman raised an eyebrow, and put down her phone as Pavlova sat across her, avoiding her gaze.
" Sugarfly told me you used your own money for my birthday gift.. " The woman sighed and shook her head, looking at him with a weary yet affectionate gaze. " I told you, you mustn't need to do that.. A simple card is fine. "
" I just wanted to make you happy, mother. " Pavlova mumbled.
" Hm.. " The mother let out a thoughtful sigh.
It was then when Pavlova noticed White Lily across the shop, who stood in the same spot for ten minutes now. (And hopefully not realizing she was staring at the same table for those full ten minutes)
" O-oh..! Hi White Lily Cookie... "
The mother turned to look at her.
' Those eyes.. oh gods, those eyes... '
" Who's this, son? "
" White Lily Cookie, ma'am.. I'm an artist here in the neighborhood. " White Lily Cookie stepped forward, inching closer to their table.
" And how do you know my child? " She asked suspicously.
" He .. drops by the shop sometimes! Heh... "
" She treats me with kindness! " Pavlova blurted out, then covered his mouth.
The woman spared a glance at her son.
" Greetings, I suppose. I'm.. Eternal Sugar Cookie."
" N-nice to meet you! Pavlova's mom.. "
' Eternal Sugar..? Wow.. no wonder she smells so.. sweet.. and... sugary. '
" Well, if you are my son's friend, come and join us. "
White Lily nodded quickly and sat with them.
" We look about the same age, " She remarked.
" I'm 35, Mdm. Sugar. "
" I'm 36. Please don't call me that, it makes me feel old. "
All of them chuckled.
" You're an artist you say? And run a shop? "
White Lily Cookie nodded.
" Say.. perhaps I must look at this shop for myself next time.. "
" Y-you'd really go to my shop...?! " She squeaked.
" Yes, if it really is such nice art as they say, perhaps I’ll look. Our living room is quite plain as of now. “
She looks at Pavlova, who nodded.
” ahah… I see. I do have some lovely paintings you could hang up there. “
” Great! Perhaps I’ll go there sometime. “ Eternal Sugar said with a glint in her eye.
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‘ I’ve got to finish this in time … ‘ White Lily thought to herself, her strokes swift yet delicate.
Two days left until the supposed birthday.
Sigh.
A knock on the shop door.
White Lily turned her head, expecting Pavlova checking up on the painting or perhaps Pure Vanilla.
But oh no…. It was Eternal Sugar.
White Lily stiffened, and quickly hid the painting of her from view with a cloth, and left the paintbrush on the stool.
“ E-eternal..?! Come in! “
She had collected her number from a few days before, in the coffee shop. They had already some few conversations. But she had no calls or messages saying she’d visit TODAY. Not a warning! Though Pavlova must’ve given her directions to her shop…
Eternal Sugar ruffled her wings before finally coming in.
" This is your art? it's wonderful! " She compliments, beaming at the stunning portraits of celebrities and landscapes.
White Lily blushes at the compliment, her redness coming up to her ears. " Oh.. I .. Thanks.. "
" What's this? Is this your new project? " She stares directly at the covered portrait.
" O-oh no.. This is just a sketch.. "
' Oh no.... I can't let her know.. Or the surprise will be ruined... !! '
" Can I see? "
" Oh... Well... I don't want anyone to see! I mean.. it looks embarrassing right now.. I wouldn't want anyone to see ...!!! "
' Please don't ask anymore... please.... '
" Well... I'm sure it'll be beautiful when it comes out.. ~ "
" Thanks- "
" Like you .. ~"
White Lily Cookie blinked, as Eternal Sugar winked. She smiled as if she just hadn't said anything scandalous.
' Did she just... flirt... ??? '
" I- uhm.. thanks I guess.. !!! "
" You're welcome.. you are pretty cute after all. "
White Lily could swear her face was redder than a strawberry's...
" Anyway... I'll get going.. Pavlova and Sugarfly are at a park, and I should go over them... "
" Oh cute, they're on a date? "
Eternal Sugar turns back to her, " Yup... I'll just be there to .. watch.. "
" Are you stalking them ? "
" Not at all! However, I'm just merely excited to see what my little ship- couple is up to ... !! "
Well, the family are both shippers of things.
' They're more similar than I thought. '
" Uhm.. good luck then... "
" See you later, White Lily Cookie."
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The day has arrived.
White Lily had finished the painting, congratulating herself with a small bucket of ice-cream. All she's waiting now is for Pavlova to arrive to collect it.
As she digs in to the delicious treat, she eyes her work.
Yes... that lovely pink hair... her gorgeous features...
She'll treasure that picture in her phone gallery forevermore.
And perhaps... paint her more...
She was her muse after all.
" White Lily! " The teenage boy's sound she had been waiting for.
" Pavlova, the painting's ready- "
She puts down the bucket and opens the door for him.
" Phew.. " He hands her the money, White Lily taking it and handing over the portrait in return.
" Yes, this'll be enough. " White Lily smiles counting the money.
" It was a wonderful experience painting your mother. "
" She'll love this painting, thanks. "
White Lily nods, " I hope she does.. "
" She likes you, you know. "
" What..?! "
But before she could figure out what he meant, he had left, his wings blowing her hair in her face.
" Great.. " She mumbled.
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" I'm still confused. " Pure Vanilla said thoughtfully.
" He said she likes you? "
" Yes. "
" Must be a great thing then right, you like that Sugar lady. "
Sage inquired, floating around.
It was the day after the birthday, White Lily heard nothing from the Sugar family.
She had went to Sage's apartment for you know, a hangout. ( And possibly to stress out on what Pavlova said. )
" Shut up Sage... " She crossed her arms and huffed.
Pure Vanilla chuckled softly, putting a hand on her shoulder. " Hey, maybe it's time for a new relationship. After Golden Cheese- "
" Don't remind me. " Her gaze darkened.
" I know Eternal Sugar, she's frankly a pretty nice girl afterall. "
Her attention snaps to him completely. " You know her ?! Why didn't you mention this before ?! " White Lily demanded, shaking his shoulders while Pure Vanilla stared.
" Lily, perhaps calm down. "
White Lily sighed and sat again.
" I thought you already knew-"
A notification from her phone.
She checks, it was her Instagram, but why?
" Ooh lemme see, lemme see! "
" Sage stop- "
White Lily stared, mouth open in shock; " It's Eternal Sugar.. she messaged me! How did she know my insta-"
Sage looked down sheepishly.
" Sage. Of. Truth. Did you or did you not tell her my business account? "
" Maybe.... "
She looks at the message again.
" She said thanks for the painting, and well.. compliments... "
" And...??? " Pure Vanilla leans in.
" She wants to hangout sometime, maybe go to Starbucks or- "
Sage gasps with no shame, " A date ?! "
" What- ?! She means in a friendly way-- "
"Heyy, soon enough it'll become a date.! " He spins mid-air.
White Lily's face burns, turning her attention to her phone.
" Say yes. " Pure Vanilla encourages.
With a sigh and a roll of the eyes at Sage and Nilly's puppy eyes, she replies.
Perhaps soon enough this relationship will bloom into something beautiful.
Two souls, one union.
And perhaps the painter shall continue her works of her muse.