I... am unsure of what's happening.

There were no signs of the love I was waiting for that whole picnic. She wasn't even acting suspicious of my trickery. She was just... friendly.

I'm currently feeling these weird things I have never felt before. It's warm, fuzzy, and powerful. My face is redder than Red Velvet Cookie's. I barely can do anything but curl up and cower. I know that Cherry Blossom Cookie had to have had something to do with it! Surely! I had none of these feelings before meeting her and began to have those feelings early into doing so! I don't know what else it could be.

It had to be with the words as well. That food tasted too good to hurt me. And the feelings surfaced before my body could've ever processed the food anyway. And I had never been treated so kindly by another cookie before that wasn't obviously lusting for me. What could this feeling be, though?!

I don't know a feeling like this! I've never heard of anything like this! It's as if I'm flustered, soggy, and beaten simultaneously, and somehow made it into something... somewhat... positive? I could come up with so many ways to describe it, and absolutely none of them would be satisfactory! I don't know what Cherry Blossom Cookie has done to me...!

I think... I think this feeling had slowly intensified throughout it as she continued to say kind words to me. At least I could feel my face get redder as time went on. I feel as if it got to the point it is now when she had answered my question;

"...This is just a picnic! What's the worst thing you could get away with? And I consider most of your trickery harmless anyway!"

It was... genuine appreciation. Happiness. Not condescending. And at the same time, it didn't feel like pandering. Nobody ever gave me that sort of appreciation because everyone who wasn't too lovestruck to do so didn't trust me. Now, my mind cannot think of anything but this feeling and her.

I'm just thinking Cherry Blossom Cookie now. My body is forcing these thoughts about her into my mind. And the odd part is that they're all concerningly positive thoughts. Just about how nice she was the whole time. Just how amazing of a cookie she is-

Wait... Is this... Love?!

No. It can't be! Surely it's not that! Anything but that! Maybe if I transform to the marshmallow these feelings will fade...

...

...Nope. Still remains. Augh...

Maybe I just need to sleep... Find anywhere comfortable and try to get my mind off of this... Away from anyone else.