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A cookie fount of knowledge in a amazing world of earthbeard giving truth and granting good luck to everyone , some people have a bad future ahead of them but people think fount of knowledge is doing bad
“ You are gonna go bankrupt on your business, try harder okay? “ Fount of Knowledge says calmly his flowy hair sparkling in the sunlight
“ Curse you!! “ the villager shouts points straightforwardly at Fount of Knowledge
“ Did i say something wrong? I thought you wanted to know about the truth about you- “ Fount of knowledge says nervously sweating and looking around
“ Ur wishing me bad luck! When my business goes haywire you’ll be begging for coins! “ the villager stomps away cursing under his breath..
Fount of knowledge sighs going up to another villager and tells him the truth for his future, hopefully he wont get yelled at again!
“ Ur house is gonna get robbed, keep yourself safe! “ fount of knowledge pats the villager on the shoulder
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“ Excuse me..? “ the villager looks at fount of knowledge in disgust
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“ Ur.. house is gonna get robbed.. “ Fount of knowledge stutters confused at the villagers surprised state
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“ How dare you speak to me like that? I thought you were better! “ the villager slaps Fount of Knowledge's hand away from her shoulder
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“ What do you mean..?!! That's the truth!! “ Fount of Knowledge yells just trying to keep his villagers safe
“ The town mayor is gonna be hearing about this!! “
Oh no.. why is Fount of Knowledge's reputation just going down.. He just… needs to REST! That's it.. Yes.. rest it will all.. Be gone Fount of Knowledge..
A normal day on earthbeard a wonderful cookie that wishes to find the truth and the meaning of everything, But..
Why are people so sensitive when Fount of Knowledge tells what's right?
Why are they so mad?
Can they not handle the truth?
It would be horrible if all of them were just.. Lies?
right ?
but the villagers keep trying to kick me out- and Fount of Knowledge is just trying to do good for them…
But he's getting compared to a beautiful cookie called Pure vanilla..
Who is that again? He sounds nice.. Does he tell the truth too? I don't know.
“ Burn Fount of Knowledge! “ villagers shout, yelling, cursing , trying to hit him but why?
“ Curse Fount! Granting bad luck on us! “ more villagers shout in anger but shouldn’t they be happy about the truth?
“ I'm trying to give everyone the Truth-? Why is it so.. Bad?? “ Fount of Knowledge speaks up looking around in fear
He’s gonna die…He should escape...Where will he stay? He should figure something out..they are going to kill him..THEY. are..GOING..TO..KILL..HIM..This is the day Fount of Knowledge escapes.. He will probably go to this kingdom.. Uhh what was it called again? He’ll figure out.. First he has to make sure he has all his stuff- then.. He has to make sure he doesn't get attacked by the villagers i guess- Fount of Knowledge sneaks through the village over hearing some conversations..
“ We’ll slice Fount of Knowledge and eat him! “
“ We’ll burn him. “ a girl villager speaks up
“ Let's sell him! “ a young adult villager says bold and confident
“ We’ll just use him! “ an old villager says chuckling
What the hell.. He has to get out of there no matter where Fount goes..
“ There he is! “ the villager yells
Oh..NO.. Fount of Knowledge turned around a swarm of villagers chasing him.. There’s no way he can outrun all of them- but someone blocks his way and he gets taken away by the villagers..
“ NO WAIT! I'll do anything just don't kill me..!! “ Fount of Knowledge sobs tears pouring down his eyes as he screams in begs
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Blood everywhere…
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What did Fount do to deserve this?
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Scars all over his body…
Villagers laughter in the air.. Haha! Hehe!
…he was trying to help everyone..
..He fought back though.. Even if there were bruises and blood everywhere on his body..
…..he…was..able to run and escape.. Hes lost in the forest he cant go back..
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He escaped but at what cost..??
It started to become night.. His legs cannot take it anymore. Everything hurts. His pain, his sorrow, his suffering.. How can the villagers be so cruel.. After like weeks? I don't know.. He arrived at a beautiful.. Bright.. Kingdom.. Too bright, exactly.. Like a happy place wayyy.. Bigger than his village and very.. Fancy and decorated.. I don't think Fount could even stand up anymore.. He feels.. Tired.. Is he in heaven or something he doesn’t remember much.. But his body goes lump on the soft patches of grass around some white lilies..
“ An injured cookie! “
Was..that a voice..? Did the villagers find him again? Oh no… oh no no no..
“ Someone go find Pure vanilla! “
Pure…vanilla? Sounds like a name he heard before.. But.. he's too.. Tired.. To just.. Run away..
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Silence…
Its a bit.. Too… peaceful..
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It..smells..like vanilla..
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..Fount of Knowledge finally wakes up.. !!!
Looking around noticing he's covered in bandages.. And on a like.. BIG COMFORTABLE bed.. With the scent of vanilla around
Fount of Knowledge finally wakes up..
Looking around noticing he's covered in bandages.. And on a bed with light blue curtains around- is he in a hospital??
It feels.. More comfortable than a hospital bed..
“ You're awake! “ Pure vanilla walks in a sigh of relief as he approaches Fount of Knowledge his wings fluttering
“ W-who are you where am i..? “ Fount of Knowledge says sleepy yawning and stretching and looked around not trusting Pure vanilla one bit at all
“ I'm Pure vanilla , the King of the Vanilla Kingdom! My cookies found you lying injured not too far away from the kingdom so I brought you inside and healed you right up, it's a miracle you didn’t die! “ Pure vanilla said in a kindly manner, his long blonde hair shining in the sunlight and his heteromantic eyes shimmering.
“ T-thanks.. “ Fount of Knowledge says in a calmer state some of his bandages wrapped around his arms tight..
“ Are you hungry? Want some food? “ Pure vanilla looks up at Fount of Knowledge
“ Uh.. yeah.. Sure.. all this sleeping..made me hungry.. “ Fount of Knowledge sits up
“ Stay here, I'll be back! “ Pure vanilla stands up from the chair and walks out the room.
“ Mhmm… “ Fount of Knowledge tries standing up struggling to walk and looks out the window for a bit.. The smell of baked sweets mixed with a vanilla scent in the air and picks up a flower pot and hops back on the bed before Pure vanilla comes back
A few minutes later Pure vanilla walks back a tray of pancakes with some nice fried eggs.. Yummy :DD
“ Back! It was quite crowdy over there, here you go “ Pure Vanilla places the tray on Fount of Knowledge’s lap
“ Thanks, er.. Pure vanilla right? “ Fount of Knowledge says a voice filled with confusion
“ Yep! Pure vanilla to you Fount of Knowledge “ Pure vanilla pats Fount of Knowledge on the head
“ How’d you know my name..? “ Fount of Knowledge gets suspicious of Pure vanilla
“ Secret.. “ Pure vanilla giggles and leaves Fount of Knowledge for himself. Fount of Knowledge decides to explore the kingdom.. It's full but not too crowded around.. He's uncomfortable with so many new people around so he goes to somewhere calm and quiet and peaceful.. Not too loud and not too quiet..Can he trust Pure vanilla? How did he know his name.. What if he's like those villagers..Fount of Knowledge doesn’t trust anyone here..