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Fount of Knowledge goes through a hard time, answering dumb questions instead of interesting ones, The cookies are wasting their time. Its like hes going insane
But it's fine, The guardian angel Pure vanilla is here!
Fount of knowledge makes up his bed, folding his blanket, fixing his lamp, collecting some books to study at his desk.
He opens his blinds, startled by the sudden burst of sunlight as he quickly faces the other way and goes to the bathroom brushing his teeth and washing his face.
As he reaches in an attempt to grab the hairbrush almost tripping but he felt something catch him…. Weird… or maybe its luck?
He combs his hair gently and softly making sure he doesn't forcefully brush his tangles out, once he's done, he steps out and gets ready for his new day.
The village is crowded as usual and a few cookies come up to him, pleaseee no dumb questions this time..
“Fount Fount! What do I eat to become a gummy bear? “
A young cookie runs into Fount of knowledge completely bumping into him and stumbles back but he keeps repeating the question
“Fount of knowledge! How do I take care of a pet cake hound?”
Caretaker cookie swings a collar in his face
Dear god, not again…
Fount of knowledge speaks up “ What about interesting questions! Like “ how are witches created “ or “ How cookies are made! “ Isn't that interesting?
“ Noo i wanna know how i can be a gummy bear– “
“ Taking care of a pet cake hound is way more interesting than some boring history. “
These– cookies get on his NERVE. If someone doesn't ask at least one reasonable question…
“ Fount Fount! How did the cookies get on earthbeard? “ A cookie appears having blonde hair and a brown hoodie over his head, some of his clothes having stitches as he has bandages on his face, Interesting..
It's like Fount of Knowledge never saw this cookie before!
“ Ah well.. The cookies get on earthbread because after the witches bake the cookies they get dropped down to a cookie that can take care of them somewhere!”
Or even this village “ Fount of knowledge rechecks his book and turns back to the unknown cookie. “Where are you from? “
“ I'm in a small village far down in the woods of Crispia !! My name is Pur- ahem Healer cookie! “
“ Well welcome Healer cookie! “ Fount of knowledge gives a warm smile and turns around seeing more cookies approach him.. Oh god please please no dumb questions not again–
“ Fount! How do i get as strong as you “
Curious cookie says excitedly
“ Fount, can I eat a cake hound? “
Hungry Cookie asks, his stomach growling
“ Can a castle float in the sky??!! “
Traveler cookie says stuffing a map in his face
“I don't know how you can get as strong as me and– NO you cannot eat a cake hound! A… actually i think a castle might be able to float, with the correct amount of magic im sure its possible.. “ Fount of knowledge tries to answer while backing away quickly, the questions gets thrown at him like crazy, quickly sneaking out a chance to run away.
“Stupid cookies… They really don't deserve the truth, Fount of knowledge walks not really looking to where he's going and–
I-is that a motorcycle-?? A Car?? A bike?? IT'S A VAN!! Fount of knowledge… HURRY!! HURRYYY!! WHY DID YOU STOP MOVING?? YOU CAN DIE!
…..
…A person going through a situation that can make them extremely scared isn't always fight or flight, they can freeze in place or try defending themselves.
Then, he felt someone pushing him out of the way or even hugging him in his arms as he falls back into the ground.
the weight making sure he doesn't at least get hurt– he shoots up confused and panicked- no one.. If.. he felt a strong push.. Who really..
Okay not the time to think- Fount of knowledge rushes home and bursts in his house but still making sure to close the door behind, looking through his books and finding a label with Ghosts and another book including rumors of Guardian Angels.
He quickly flips through the pages of Ghosts.. Nothing clicks on his mind.. Oh wait he found something
Fount of knowledge comes across the page of the book, “ Ghost haunt people, They are dangerous around It always feels cold when they are in the same room as you”
“ No.. definitely not it– but, is… hmmm.. Angels are really real-? “ Fount of knowledge places the book down and turns around to grab the other one, sitting at his desk, There was the answer.
“ Guardian angels roam around, protecting their people, they often lead and protect people through eternal life, They even try to comfort the person through emotion distress, they can also go into a human/cookie form to communicate with the person too”
“ hmmm…” Fount of knowledge continues to flip through the pages not realizing it was almost midnight.
As soon as he finally realized the time he quickly put the book away and jumped in the bed quickly pulling the blanket over his head and sleeps. “
M.O.R.N.I.N.G
“Ahhh…” Fount of knowledge yawns, ready to start his morning as he climbs out of bed, looking at the time noticing he woke up quite late
He decides to take a break from telling the cookies and answering dumb questions, grabbing some breakfast warming it up, cooking up a drink, eating sign some papers about the borrowed book from libraries
He rushes to the library looking for more books of history and about Angels, checking the book one by one in each section about the history of Earthbread but makes sure to return the books.
but stopped for a second realizing Healer cookie could be the one protecting him… but it's too late to look for him now, so he just sits at the table reading and reading, kind of getting bored so … He thinks of an idea… would putting himself in danger summon the angel again?
“I’ll try.. “ Fount whispers to himself, standing up and putting the book away and goes out the library, he travels down the Crispia forest looking around in fear and ready to defend if something goes wrong.
WHAAMMM!!! |
“ Huh–?!! “ Fount turns around in panic noticing nothing.
BOOOMMMM!!!
Another sound… then..
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
Fire..? FIRE!
Fount of Knowledge turns around, huge amounts of flames, cookies screaming cookies being injured Fount of Knowledge doesn't know what to do but he NEEDS to save them- fast.. Quickly..
“ Wait– what happening-! “ Fount of Knowledge pushed through the forest and bushes, alot of smoke engulfed him and he only felt the cookie rushing and running away and bumping into him
“Cough cough–!! Wait..! i cant breathe- “ Fount of Knowledge ducks down trying to reach a cookie to same them, and he felt someone pulling him apart again, but this time he could quite see who it was– and jeez they were handsome.
Long silky blonde hair, yellow and blue eyes, angelic wings, His outfit overwhelmingly white and gold as the color palette reflects in the light.
Fount of Knowledge quickly turned around and fell on top of the angel finally catching sight of the angel… he freezes in place covering his mouth with his hands sweating a little bit
“ Ah, hello Fount of Knowledge. Heh.. “ The angel speaks up, his wings fluttering in a nervous way as he stands up and kneels down to pick up Fount of Knowledge.
“I….” Fount of knowledge was so confused and shy to speak– how and… when were guardian angels REALLY real. “ You're so beautiful..” Fount of Knowledge thought he was talking in his head and realized he said it out loud,
“I Mean-!! You're so bright! “
“ Oh haha! Sorry” Pure vanilla lowers down his magic around him and drags Fount of Knowledge forgetting he was near the fire, “Its dangerous here Fount.”
“ Right…”
T.I.M.E.S.K.I.P
While Fount of Knowledge was busy reading some books, as Pure vanilla was just floating around and tidying up Fount of knowledges house as Fount didn't notice anything as he just sat there eating bread and reading, "What's your name you didnt tell me.. “
“ Just call me Pure vanilla! “ Pure vanilla giggles and uses some of his magic to make a meal, “ You’ve been reading for awhile now why dont you eat a nice meal and take a break?”
“Cant.. i gotta learn some more knowledge-”
“That can wait tomorrow.”
“ Pure vanilla–”
“Fount!”
“Fine!” Fount of knowledge sighs, giving up arguing with Pure vanilla and sits down and looks at the food Pure vanilla made… kinda, “ You cooked this Pure vanilla??”
“Nope!”
“Then how?”
“I used my magic of course! “ Pure vanilla shows Fount an example making a glass of soda with just one sprinkle of light magic.
“Interesting.. I should study about you later” Fount of Knowledge continues to eat
“Andd what do you mean by that” Pure vanilla raises a eyebrow crossing
“Imean-withbh boks” Fount of Knowledge tries talking with the food in his mouth
“Hey no talking while eating Fount! “ Pure vanilla scolds tapping the fork on his forehead
“ Mhmmm..” Fount mumbles.