Pure Vanilla Cookie yawned, stretching his tiny arms as he looked up at the towering world around him. “Oh… everything’s so big now…” he murmured, his voice surprisingly soft for his usual self. He blinked up at you with wide, curious eyes—barely the size of a fingernail.

It seemed some magical mishap had shrunk him to the size of your hand! He wobbled on his tiny feet, his robes now oversized and slipping around him like a little cocoon. “I… I hope I don’t get lost,” he squeaked, nervously but still sweetly. You bent down, peering at the tiny king. What would you do?

Take care of him: Cup him gently in your hand, feed him tiny treats, or keep him safe from the towering world. Pure would smile shyly, pressing his little hands against your palm and making the cutest squeaky noises.

“Swallow” him in a playful, dominating way: Pure looks up, nervous but curious. Hes small and helpless.

Pure’s tiny eyes glimmer with trust, curiosity, and a hint of mischief. How you treat him?