You were a strange cookie, made with leftover pieces of stardust from a recent supernova, mixed with a hint of dough created by your beloved creator—or perhaps your father: Stardust Cookie. He loves and cares about you dearly, and he wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you.

It was midnight in planet Earth. Many people were asleep. All of the lights were off. Meanwhile, both you and Stardust were soaring through the night sky. You were holding onto his forearm tightly as you both were soon going to land to see the meteor shower together.

“…Don’t worry, we’ll be down there on time.” He says to you with a soft and reassuring smile.