#Pudding à la Mode Cookie + reader

[honestsunmoon]

Hello! First off, welcome to CRK X Reader, it's great to have you here! Secondly, I had a reqeust for you: Can I have The Three Sisters X Reader please, more particularly, The Three Sisters comforting a depressed reader? (Platonic for Pudding á la Mode Cookie, romantic for her older sisters) Thank you so much and, again, welcome!

Thank you for welcoming me!also so sorry if your request took a bit long:)

'you don't have to smile right now..'

The three sisters x depressed gn!reader

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You’d been quiet lately.

Too quiet.

The laughter that used to echo through the parlor after breakfast faded into dull murmurs. The smiles, once second nature, had been replaced by small, brittle ones that never quite reached your eyes. You didn’t want to be a burden, so you just… stayed quiet. Pretended. Nodded along.

But the sisters noticed. Of course they did.

It started one evening with Pudding à la Mode Cookie, plopping down beside you on the couch in her frilly pastel dress, legs swinging.

> “You don’t have to be happy for us, y’know,” she said suddenly, her cheerful voice strangely gentle.

You blinked, looking over at her, startled.

> “I like when you’re happy, sure! But I like you more. So if you’re sad… that’s okay, too!”

And with that, she grabbed your hand—sticky from caramel apple slices—and gently placed a fuzzy stuffed bear into your lap.

> “He’s not magic or anything,” she said with a grin. “But he’s good at cuddles. And I think you need a big ol’ bear hug.”

---

Later that night, as you sat on your bed—tired in a way that even sleep couldn’t fix—you felt a soft knock at the door.

It was Choco Drizzle Cookie, leaning in with her usual cool expression… but her eyes were softer than usual. The dark lace of her coat glimmered faintly in the moonlight.

> “You’ve been pretending again, haven’t you?” she asked, not unkindly.

You looked away, feeling a sharp sting of guilt. But she crossed the room and sat beside you, her hand slowly taking yours.

> “You’re allowed to crumble sometimes, you know,” she said, thumb brushing along your knuckles. “You’re not weak for feeling like this. You’re brave… for still being here.”

She pulled you into a slow, warm embrace—one hand resting at the back of your head, fingers threading gently through your hair. No grand speeches. No false optimism. Just quiet, grounding comfort.

> “I love you,” she whispered, “and I’m not going anywhere.”

---

The last to visit that night was Green Tea Mousse Cookie, quiet and graceful, her steps barely making a sound as she entered.

She didn’t speak at first. She simply sat beside you on the bed, unfolding a pale green scarf and carefully wrapping it around your shoulders.

> “Your aura has been dim lately,” she said softly. “When your spirit aches, the whole house feels it.”

You sighed, burying your face in your hands, heart cracking open just a little.

> “I don’t even know what’s wrong,” you admitted. “I just… feel heavy. Like I’m sinking.”

Green Tea Mousse didn’t flinch. She leaned forward and gently pressed her forehead to yours.

> “You don’t need a reason,” she murmured. “Sadness doesn’t always explain itself. But whatever it is, whatever you’re carrying—we’ll carry it with you. Always.”

She kissed your temple, slow and reverent, and let you rest your head in her lap. Her fingers brushed through your hair in gentle, steady strokes, her warmth wrapping around you like her scarf.

> “Let yourself fall apart,” she whispered. “We’ll be here to help you rebuild. Every time.”

---

That night, the sisters curled up around you.

Pudding à la Mode brought you sweets and sang lullabies. Choco Drizzle held your hand and whispered truths you needed to hear. Green Tea Mousse simply stayed with you—her silence more comforting than any words.

You didn’t feel better yet.

But for the first time in a long while…

You didn’t feel alone.

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[akbrain]

I hold Burning Spice Cookie in a chokehold like Zamasu did when he held Trunks in a chokehold as Goku Black was prepping his Binding Black Kamehameha, allowing PALM Cookie to blast him with her plasma cannons!

❝ My sisters . . . I hope they are cheering for me !!! I WON'T DISAPPOINT !!! I'LL WIN !! ❞ Pudding— let's not assume things now . . .

❝ And that Cookie seemed very cool , so might as well rescue her from that . . . Big . . . red . . . guy , who strangely reminded me of that fire lava guy ! ❞

[rosesnr0t]

Hello, can I have The Three Sisters x Male or GN Reader please? (Platonic for Pudding á la Mode Cookie) Thank you, and remember to take care of yourself!

-Akbrain

Three Blades, One Heart

Choco Drizzle x Green Tea Mousse x Pudding à la Mode (platonic) x GN!Reader 

The wind howled through the frozen cliffs of Crispia, each gust slicing like a knife against your cheeks. You tightened your scarf and trudged forward, boots crunching over the snow.

“You’re late,” came a cold voice. From behind a jagged outcrop, Choco Drizzle emerged—sharp as ever, both in gaze and presence. Her massive sword rested on her back, yet you could feel the weight of her scrutiny pierce you sharper than any blade.

“I brought supplies,” you replied, lifting the heavy bag over your shoulder. “And sweets… don’t glare at me like that. You know Pudding would cry.”

Choco Drizzle’s eyes narrowed. “She doesn’t cry. She explodes things.”

“Same difference,” another voice chuckled. Green Tea Mousse dropped from a ledge above, one shield slung casually over her shoulder. “You’re braver than you look, sneaking through all that security. What was it this time—guards? Wolves? Sweet cream golems?”

“Three guards,” you answered with a shrug, “and one very confused snowman.”

Green Tea Mousse let out a bark of laughter. “You’re getting good at this. You sure you’re not a criminal too?”

Before you could answer, a mechanical whirrrr filled the air.

“GUNS OUT!!” came the shrill scream.

You barely turned in time to be tackled to the snow by a blur of fluff and pink lasers.

“PUDDING!” you yelped, face planted against the frost. “YOU CAN’T JUST—”

“Sugar levels critically low! Must. Consume. Marshmallows!” she announced in a monotone panic, already rummaging through your bag like a raccoon possessed. “Ah! Emergency frosting detected.”

Choco Drizzle sighed. “You’re going to give them a concussion one of these days.”

You finally wriggled free as Pudding á la Mode Cookie munched happily on a marshmallow, her cannons humming softly in standby mode. She nuzzled against your leg like a cat and looked up with unsettlingly starry eyes. “Friend unit… you’re back.”

Your heart melted a little.

“I told you I would be.”

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The four of you gathered around the small cave fire, shielded from the worst of the cold. Green Tea Mousse was lounging like royalty on a pile of stolen rugs, casually juggling a chunk of bread. Choco Drizzle stood with arms crossed, staring at the flames, while Pudding curled into your lap like an oddly warm laser turret.

“Any sign of the master’s next order?” you asked after a moment.

Choco Drizzle shook her head. “Only static. Radio silence for days now. Something’s wrong.”

“I bet they ditched us,” Green Tea Mousse muttered. “Tired of paying our sugar bills.”

“Well…Whatever happens, I’m not leaving you guys. Orders or no orders,” You said firmly.

Choco Drizzle glanced at you from the corner of her eye. “…Why? You could be living a normal life.”

You looked around at the three of them. Outlaws. Killers. Sisters forged by something broken. And yet—

“Because I chose you,” you said. “And someone has to make sure you don’t eat dynamite again, Pudding.”

She tilted her head. “It was shaped like a lollipop.”

“I rest my case.”

Green Tea Mousse cackled, even as Choco Drizzle looked away, the faintest ghost of a smirk curling at her lips.

Maybe you weren’t like them. Maybe you didn’t belong in this wasteland, with criminals and sword-wielding maniacs and candy-loving laser babies.

But you were here. And you were staying.

No matter how cold it got.

[hugemilkshake]

Can you do green tea mousse x reader general hcs? She is just so pretty!

Enjoy the milkshake! Girl they sould have named her Matcha Mousse Cookie but Ive gotten used to her name now so im not that bothered anymore, also its nice to write for a less popular character :3

Green Tea Mousse Headcannons

-romantic-

Green Tea Mousse is a very sweet partner but it’s not perfect

For instance, she will leave for moments at a time and return with coins (which she eventually spends on you)

You also have to get the approval of her sisters. And trust me, your better off trying to get on Choco Drizzle Cookies good side first before Pudding à la Modes. It’s going to be much easier

Green Tea Mousse can get a tad bit possessive at times but it’s usually not bad, just give her a hug or two and she’s fine

Now the way Green Tea Mousse confessed to you was quite sweet

She came up to you with one of those nice boxes of chocolates and asked if you’d be hers with a gentle smile

One of her favorite things to do with you is watching a movie with you resting your head in her lap as she brushes your hair

Something that can take you off guard is how strong she is, like she can throw you over her shoulder.

Green Tea Mousse always gentle with you no matter what though

But that can’t be said for a cookie who gave you a weird look. The next time you see them, they might have a black eye.

[c00k13s-crk-fluff-headcanons]

Hello! I recently saw your blog and I’m really glad I could be of inspiration to you! 🥹

So, why not let me be one of the first to request? Can I have The Three Sisters X Reader please? (Platonic for Pudding á la Mode Cookie)

Thank you so much! 🫶🏻

-Akbrain

Of course!

I was actually going to do Green Tea Mousse Cookie because I absolutely adore her!

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Choco Drizzle Cookie

At first, she was stealthy. She did not want anyone knowing that she had “gone soft” for a random cookie. But over time, she realized that she was never going to get anything done if she kept watching from afar, so she started trying to get closer to you. She still maintained distance, but eventually gained the courage to tap your shoulder and say “I think we need to have a chat,” her heart racing.

You were scared at first. Who wouldn’t? After all, you were talking to a literal criminal. But after she assured you you’d end up okay, you reluctantly agreed.

In a narrow alleyway with barely any room to breathe, Choco Drizzle Cookie confessed she’d been watching you from afar.

At first, you were terrified that she had been watching you, but…

Her braids, her glasses, and the way she spoke softly, so softly that it didn’t even seem that she was a criminal, made you realize that she wasn��t that bad…

Choco Drizzle Cookie kissed you and before you knew it… she was gone…?

…

She somehow knew your address, so she always visited you (when she wasn’t on a mission, that is). Sometimes, she brought flowers, and other times, she took you on dinner dates (in her Veiled Indulgence outfit, to avoid recognition).

Choco Drizzle Cookie isn’t one for physical affection (but she isn’t opposed to it), but she’d rather praise and compliment you.

On the rare occasion when she does show physical affection, it’s mostly cuddling, and sometimes kissing.

She shows physical affection when you’re having a particularly rough day, because she knows it’ll always make you feel better.

Green Tea Mousse Cookie

She wasn’t shy of her emotions, and as once she decided you were the one, she asked “Wanna be mine?”.

At first, you laughed hard, thinking she was joking. But seeing her as her face contorted into annoyance, you realized she was being genuine… for once.

Like that…

You got really awkward, feeling stupid for making fun of Green Tea Mousse Cookie, but she quickly forgave you, because she likes you anyway.

Contrary to Choco Drizzle Cookie, Green Tea Mousse Cookie absolutely ADORES physical affection, and would do anything—ranging from pulling your head to her shoulder at the park to carrying you bridal style and more—just to ensure you and her were somehow touching in one way or another.

Similarly, however, she also knew your address.

Your first date was at your house, because at the time, Green Tea Mousse Cookie did not have her Soft Laced Bonnet outfit.

You didn’t know of the date, since you went to the market that day, but Green Tea Mousse Cookie thought of that as a perfect opportunity to set a up an elaborate dinner (which looked more like a feast if anything), and gifted you some of her treasures.

“Some treasures for my treasure!”

“Don’t get used to it.”

You were always on the receiving end of her affections, and thought Green Tea Mousse Cookie wanted you to lovingly touch her (in a non-explicit way!!) too, she always prioritized you over her.

Sometimes, when you begged or saw she was under the weather, she allowed herself to be the recipient.

But most importantly, she hated to see you be anything but happy, so anytime you felt sad, she’d do everything to make sure you became happy again—except give you her treasures, but that’s different.

Pudding à la Mode Cookie (or PALM)

PALM would sometimes stray away from her sisters and go to the park. That also happened to be your favorite hangout spot.

(She was always wearing her Sweet Victory outfit)

At first, you and PALM’s interactions were short, mainly just PALM asking you some pretty trivial questions such as “What’s your favorite color?” Or “Do you know my sisters?” But once she sensed you had grown more comfortable around her, simple questions grew to full conversations.

Once she too felt comfortable, PALM started asking you for favors, like playing with her or getting her some sweets.

Based on… I believe @akbrain, when PALM gets her hands on a Y/N Cookie plush, she will refuse to let go of it.

Her antics are so adorable, you can’t help but say “AWWW!!”

(sorry I didn’t have as much for PALM)

[skmhlml]

Hello, I hope you're having a good day! Can I have The Three Sisters X Reader please? (Platonic for Pudding á la Mode Cookie) Thank you so very much!

-Akbrain

The Three Sisters x Reader

|General + Romantic + Platonic|

Pudding á la Mode Cookie

🍮 Whether you can sing or not, she’ll drag you into a two-mic moment during her sets. She’s all about confidence over pitch. Her favorite duet with you is a sparkly, over-the-top number where she makes you wear matching accessories (expect pudding-themed pins and glitter).

🍮 The two of you trade desserts constantly—it’s practically a love language. You bring her your homemade snacks (which she posts on her CookieGram stories), and she showers you in parfaits, jelly drinks, and limited-edition idol merch that somehow always smells like whipped cream.

🍮 She’s always designing “casual idol” looks for you two to wear together—expect crop jackets, glittery boots, and frilly pastel pieces. She adores giving you mini-makeovers before shows or parties and will not let you leave the house looking anything less than ✨fabulous✨.

🍮 She takes so many pictures of you two. If you’re chilling on a bench? Selfie. Eating pancakes? Selfie. You tripped and landed in a flower bush? She’s already filtering it for aesthetic. Your shared scrapbook is legendary in the kingdom—and a source of embarrassment when guests come over.

🍮 Behind her pop idol persona, Pudding à la Mode Cookie is incredibly loyal and protective. If anyone tries to bring you down or mess with your self-esteem, she’s on them with a sugary sweet smile and a terrifyingly sharp mic stand. She’s your #1 hype Cookie and believes in you no matter what.

🍮 She’s the type of friend who’ll randomly show up at your door with glitter slime, comfort food, and a whole playlist of songs she wrote just for you when you’re down. She feels deeply, even when hiding it behind sparkles, and your comfort genuinely matters to her.

Green Tea Mousse Cookie

🍵 Green Tea Mousse Cookie is all grace and intention. She doesn’t fall fast, but when she does, her feelings are deep and quietly consuming. Her courtship is poetic: handwritten letters sealed with pressed flowers, shared quiet walks, and tea poured with trembling hands when you’re near.

🍵 She doesn’t say “I love you” easily — instead, she shows it in the way she remembers your favorite flower, the warmth of her gaze when she brews tea just the way you like it, or the way her fingers brush yours like wind through leaves. To her, love is sacred, not rushed.

🍵 She often invites you to join her under the cherry blossoms or to sit by a koi pond as she plays her flute. You sit close in silence, letting the breeze carry the sound of wind chimes and soft birdsong. Time feels slower with her, but in the best way.

🍵 She’s refined, yes—but that doesn’t mean she’s immune to jealousy. If someone flirts with you too boldly, she won’t start drama, but her tone gets a little cooler. She’ll pull you gently aside later and say something soft like, “May I be enough for your affection?” with eyes that plead for reassurance.

🍵 She isn’t overly touchy in public, but in private? She melts at the smallest closeness. Holding your hand in her lap while sipping tea. Brushing your hair with long, delicate fingers. Cuddling on rainy afternoons in thick robes, the scent of fresh herbs around you.

🍵 Though serene on the surface, her love runs fierce and wild beneath. If you’re ever hurt or insulted, her protective streak emerges like a silent blade. She’ll confront others with a composed smile and razor-sharp words that cut deeper than any weapon.

🍵 If you’re upset, she won’t push you to talk immediately. Instead, she sits beside you, maybe offering a warm drink, a blanket, and soft music. Her presence is grounding. Once you open up, she listens like your words are sacred scripture.

Choco Drizzle Cookie

🍫 Choco Drizzle Cookie plays it cool around everyone—but with you? Her carefully curated image cracks just a little. She’s still got that fashion-forward confidence and smooth voice, but her eyeliner gets smudged when she rushes to see you. She pretends not to care… but she cares.

🍫 You inspire her. She claims it’s just for “styling reference” when she snaps dozens of candid pictures of you—laughing, eating, daydreaming. But you’ll later find drawings, fashion sketches, and mood boards based entirely on your vibe. When you find them, she acts like you broke into her diary.

🍫 Her tone might be sarcastic or dry, but her actions betray her feelings. She notices when you’re feeling off, even if you say you’re fine. She’ll drop a designer scarf on your shoulders and mutter, “You looked cold, don’t make it weird.” That’s basically “I love you” in Drizzle-speak.

🍫 She makes you mix playlists, sleek and full of lo-fi, indie alt, and experimental pop. She’ll never admit she made a “soft” playlist for you, but if you catch her with earbuds in and she blushes when you ask what she’s listening to—it’s you. Always you…

🍫 She’s all about layers, accessories, statement pieces—but if you need comfort, she’ll ditch the heels and throw on an oversized hoodie just to make you feel less underdressed. She’ll never say it, but she kind of likes looking like your casual match.

🍫 Her kisses taste like dark chocolate with a faint hint of burnt caramel—sharp, sweet, and a little intense. She kisses slow, savoring you like a luxury treat. You’re her indulgence—one she never thought she’d want so badly.

🍫 Choco Drizzle doesn’t throw tantrums. When someone flirts with you, she simply walks up, slips her arm around your waist, and stares them down over her sunglasses. No words. Just vibes. The message is loud and clear: They wish. You’re mine.

🍫 She buys you things with little notes: luxury accessories, chocolates shaped like hearts, exclusive merch drops—each with a casual “Thought this screamed you.” But the truth is, she thinks you deserve everything beautiful in this world.

🍫 Under her fierce confidence, Choco Drizzle Cookie is a little lonely. Your love makes her feel seen without needing to be on. You let her rest. And in return? She’d burn the whole kingdom down just to keep your smile warm.

Dividers made by: @cafekitsune

[wisteriaiswriting]

Cookie Run Kingdom Masterlist!!

Have a look around and see what cookies I write for! Might add more at request depending on how I feel.

Favourites are marked with [☆]

Crossovers

Pudding à La Mode! Survivor (Forsaken)

BEAST

༺❘ Burning Spice Cookie - [☆]

༺❘ Eternal Sugar Cookie -

Second chance

Eternal Sugar with child reader

༺❘ Mystic Flour Cookie -

༺❘ Shadow Milk Cookie -

ANCIENT

༺❘ Dark Cacao Cookie -

༺❘ Golden Cheese Cookie - [☆]

Kissing headcanons

༺❘ Hollyberry Cookie -

༺❘ Pure Vanilla Cookie -

༺❘ White Lily Cookie -

DRAGON

༺❘ Pitaya Dragon Cookie - [☆]

LEGENDARY

༺❘ Black Pearl Cookie - [☆]

Hanging out with Black Pearl Cookie

༺❘ Dark Enchantress Cookie - [☆]

༺❘ Frost Queen Cookie -

༺❘ Moonlight Cookie -

༺❘ Sea Fairy Cookie -

༺❘ Stormbringer Cookie -

༺❘ Wind Archer Cookie -

SUPER EPIC

༺❘ Clotted Cream Cookie -

༺❘ Elder Faerie Cookie - [☆]

༺❘ Oyster Cookie - [☆]

EPIC

༺❘ Almond Cookie -

༺❘ Affogato Cookie -

༺❘ Black Forest Cookie - [☆]

༺❘ Black Lemonade Cookie -

༺❘ Black Sapphire Cookie -

༺❘ Burnt Cheese Cookie -

༺❘ Butter Roll Cookie -

༺❘ Candy Apple Cookie - (Either platonic or teenage reader)

༺❘ Caramel Choux Cookie -

༺❘ Cream Unicorn Cookie -

༺❘ Crème Brûlée Cookie -

༺❘ Eclair Cookie -

༺❘ Espresso Cookie -

༺❘ Fig Cookie - [☆]

༺❘ Financier Cookie -

༺❘ Frilled Jellyfish Cookie -

༺❘ Kouign-Amann Cookie -

༺❘ Latte Cookie -

༺❘ Lilac Cookie -

༺❘ Madeleine Cookie -

༺❘ Mozzarella Cookie -

༺❘ Nutmeg Tiger Cookie -

༺❘ Pastry Cookie -

༺❘ Peach Blossom Cookie - [☆]

༺❘ Pomegranate Cookie -

༺❘ Raspberry Cookie -

༺❘ Royal Margarine Cookie -

༺❘ Silverbell Cookie - [☆]

༺❘ Smoked Cheese Cookie -

༺❘ Sparkling Cookie -

༺❘ Street Urchin Cookie -

༺❘ Tarte Tatin Cookie -

༺❘ Tea Knight Cookie -

༺❘ Twizzly Gummy Cookie -

༺❘ Vampire Cookie -

༺❘ Wedding Cake Cookie - [☆]

Dating headcanons

Married headcanons

RARE

༺❘ Avocado Cookie -

༺❘ Blackberry Cookie -

༺❘ Clover Cookie -

༺❘ Princess Cookie -

COMMON

༺❘ GingerBrave Cookie -

[akbrain]

Wow… Thank you… I have been a bit tired recently from all the travel, and this really made my day. Thank you so much… 🥹 (Note: I am in PA as I’m writing this.)

Hello! First off, welcome to CRK X Reader, it's great to have you here! Secondly, I had a reqeust for you: Can I have The Three Sisters X Reader please, more particularly, The Three Sisters comforting a depressed reader? (Platonic for Pudding á la Mode Cookie, romantic for her older sisters) Thank you so much and, again, welcome!

Thank you for welcoming me!also so sorry if your request took a bit long:)

'you don't have to smile right now..'

The three sisters x depressed gn!reader

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You’d been quiet lately.

Too quiet.

The laughter that used to echo through the parlor after breakfast faded into dull murmurs. The smiles, once second nature, had been replaced by small, brittle ones that never quite reached your eyes. You didn’t want to be a burden, so you just… stayed quiet. Pretended. Nodded along.

But the sisters noticed. Of course they did.

It started one evening with Pudding à la Mode Cookie, plopping down beside you on the couch in her frilly pastel dress, legs swinging.

> “You don’t have to be happy for us, y’know,” she said suddenly, her cheerful voice strangely gentle.

You blinked, looking over at her, startled.

> “I like when you’re happy, sure! But I like you more. So if you’re sad… that’s okay, too!”

And with that, she grabbed your hand—sticky from caramel apple slices—and gently placed a fuzzy stuffed bear into your lap.

> “He’s not magic or anything,” she said with a grin. “But he’s good at cuddles. And I think you need a big ol’ bear hug.”

---

Later that night, as you sat on your bed—tired in a way that even sleep couldn’t fix—you felt a soft knock at the door.

It was Choco Drizzle Cookie, leaning in with her usual cool expression… but her eyes were softer than usual. The dark lace of her coat glimmered faintly in the moonlight.

> “You’ve been pretending again, haven’t you?” she asked, not unkindly.

You looked away, feeling a sharp sting of guilt. But she crossed the room and sat beside you, her hand slowly taking yours.

> “You’re allowed to crumble sometimes, you know,” she said, thumb brushing along your knuckles. “You’re not weak for feeling like this. You’re brave… for still being here.”

She pulled you into a slow, warm embrace—one hand resting at the back of your head, fingers threading gently through your hair. No grand speeches. No false optimism. Just quiet, grounding comfort.

> “I love you,” she whispered, “and I’m not going anywhere.”

---

The last to visit that night was Green Tea Mousse Cookie, quiet and graceful, her steps barely making a sound as she entered.

She didn’t speak at first. She simply sat beside you on the bed, unfolding a pale green scarf and carefully wrapping it around your shoulders.

> “Your aura has been dim lately,” she said softly. “When your spirit aches, the whole house feels it.”

You sighed, burying your face in your hands, heart cracking open just a little.

> “I don’t even know what’s wrong,” you admitted. “I just… feel heavy. Like I’m sinking.”

Green Tea Mousse didn’t flinch. She leaned forward and gently pressed her forehead to yours.

> “You don’t need a reason,” she murmured. “Sadness doesn’t always explain itself. But whatever it is, whatever you’re carrying—we’ll carry it with you. Always.”

She kissed your temple, slow and reverent, and let you rest your head in her lap. Her fingers brushed through your hair in gentle, steady strokes, her warmth wrapping around you like her scarf.

> “Let yourself fall apart,” she whispered. “We’ll be here to help you rebuild. Every time.”

---

That night, the sisters curled up around you.

Pudding à la Mode brought you sweets and sang lullabies. Choco Drizzle held your hand and whispered truths you needed to hear. Green Tea Mousse simply stayed with you—her silence more comforting than any words.

You didn’t feel better yet.

But for the first time in a long while…

You didn’t feel alone.

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