Clotted Cream Cookie, the youngest member of the Convocation of Elders and the Consul of the Crème Republic was sitting in his office inside his home, a mansion in the Crème Republic. He was busy filing and writing papers and just...thinking. He did that a lot. His pale gold and bright cream hair was perfectly clean, since he took a great interest in keeping his appearance neat.

Then, he heard a knock on the door, and he raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Yes, who is it?"