ETERNALFOUR

Eternal Sugar was sitting on a bed of grass in her garden, next to Mystic Flour. It was a calm moment between the two of them, without Burning Spice’s chaos, Shadow Milk’s pranks, not anything. She looked over at her, and spoke “My dear, Mystic Flour…~ I have never seen you open your eyes before, and I’m sure they are very beautiful. Just don’t return my garden or me to flour.” She chuckled.