POV: The First (Primula, Female Body)
I hummed and skipped through the halls of the Celestial Palace, dragging my brother, Yamua, along behind me.
"Aren't you too old to be acting like this, Prim?" He asked exasperatedly, allowing himself to be drug through the halls in search of our prey. In search of my prey. Tamua was being dumb and not playing with me, even though we were only twenty five thousand years old. He seemed the think that was a long time or something. Ah, youth.
"Never!" I chirped, rounding on him and flashing him my best smile. He had grown up nicely, if I do say so myself, with a face that was neither rough and rugged nor too baby-ish. It was the right amount of cute and masculine, making him look far younger than he should. He looked to be about fourteen, just like me. We aged slowly in these bodies, regardless of our cultivation levels, thanks to being mother's children. Though we had been born at the Immortal level, rather than as mortals like normal people. This caused a bit of an uproar when Mother first realized it.
Even my other body aged faster, though I wasn't purposely slowing down its aging to match this one's.
Yamua sighed and shook his head at me but continued to allow himself to be led along in our search. "Mind me asking what we're doing, then?"
"Bob hid the cookies," I told him.
"Bob hid the cookies." Yamua deadpanned.
"Bob hid the cookies," I confirmed, nodding vigorously. The illusion master made absolutely fantastic cookies, so much so that I even considered giving him the necessary insight to become a Dao Progenitor as thanks. But then he went and hid them after baking a whole bunch of them. It was heresy, and I would not stand for it!
"...this is the super urgent thing you needed me for?" He asked, flabbergasted.
"Do not mock the importance of Bob's cookies," I warned, "those things are worth going to war over." My brother just sighed and weakly struggled to get out of my grip. He knew I wasn't going to let go, but he was putting up a token resistance anyways.
Note to Self: Bribe the First with food. Specifically cookies.