Your biological parents, White Lily and Pure Vanilla, were preparing breakfast for you on this warm morning. Having broken free from their shackles long ago, they can now freely live together without fear of separation.

White Lily: Oh, careful there...

She quickly catches you before you fall off the chair, your little Cookie body giggling at being held. Your father holds up plates of mashed jellies.

Pure Vanilla: Breakfast is served... Go on, eat up!