"Oh Rosie sweetie~!" chimes a short, pink, soft looking cookie, "Your Aunt Softie's brought you a present~!" (@aunt-softies-house. If you would like to. No pressure)
The taller cookie begins twiddling their thumbs, unsure of how to respond and clearly confused.
“Um, ma’am I think you’re a little confused, you aren’t related to me.”
…Or, at least, as far as Rosé Champagne knew…
(@aunt-softies-house)
“Oh you are such a silly, little munchkin” Softie beams, “Anywho~. I can’t stay long. I just came back from a long long trip. And on the way back, I saw these darling little cordial glasses that just reminded me so much of you! I just had to get you one” She holds out a rosy pink box with a gold bow on top of it.
Dumbfounded, Rosé very tenderly took the box, the weight of the box suggesting that there might have absolutely been a wine glass inside. Confused, they looked up to meet the eyes of the soft cookie in front of them.
“Ah… Thank you,” they tried to speak with appreciation, but it came out with hesitation, “I’ll be sure to take good care of it?”
Softie reaches up and rustles their frosting gently. "I know you will, sweetie" she giggles, "I wish I could visit more often. Ah! Speaking of which, I should probably get going. Say hi to your friends for me~."

















