All he seen was black.. he looked around slowly he had no eyes and couldn’t see. He heard a gasp as he was gently pushed down before cool icing met his face.. after a bit he opened his new eyes, blinking up at the world and.. the giant that stood over him.

He swallowed in sight fear, looking around he seen countless bodies of cookies, no icing on them in sight. Was he going to be like them..? He stared at the giant once more, taking in the long blue hair and the rich scent of blueberries.

‘Oh dear.. I didn’t think there was enough life powder in that recipe to actually bake a living cookie..’ The giant said softly as he put his hand out for the cookie on his table.

He hesitated.. what was his name? What was theirs?? What was is purpose? Why had he lived? Why was he special..? What was this.. glowing stone on his chest? Why did the witch have one too? Would he get answers?

He watched as they decided on a name.. Pure Vanilla they’d called him. That was one question down.