41- Vanilla

"God, I don't know" I cover my face "How does this even work? How am I supposed to feel about it?"

"I don't know" He sounds clueless "It was different for me. I didn't-"

I look at him now "How different?"

He pauses, staring at my face like he's trying to remember before he speaks "I d-didn't exactly find out by them telling me, that they were- Well. I just c-caught Coco being tied with his hands behind while Ber stood behind him and Cream stayed at the front w-with Doctor watching"

Oh.

Oh.

My brain on its own creates the image. Caramel standing there, staring at his brother in that position-

I shove it away quicker than I'd finish a cheeseburger "And what did you do?"

His cheeks are slightly pink, like this was weird to talk about but he was going to do it because it was me as he says "I-I wanted to run. I did, but I couldn't. I j-just kept staring and wondering why everyone always wanted Coco. We have the same faces and yet-"

As he speaks, his voice going lower, I can tell he was not