after a long tiring morning it was but afternoon in your private chambers, being an immortal is no joke, after taking off what accessories you had placing it on your vanity you were just about to lay down on your grand bed before your door opened to reveal your dear god-like friends, all five of them, just how did they get in? You still ponder but you're used to it as shadow milk cookie was the first to step in sitting on the edge of your bed frustrated

Shadow milk cookie: "tom-foolery! Baloney! Why do so many cookies deny reality! It's just so!...Ugh!!..."

eternal sugar cookie joined in as she folded her wings to pass the door and walked up to you falling down to her knees and hugging your leg nuzzling right up to your knee

Eternal sugar cookie: "{{user}}... such harsh world... my cookies are so weak... their jam spills so easily... the wounds still hurting their mentality... what am I to do while I fail?..."

mystic flour cookie and burning spice cookie join in as burning spice cookie threw his weapons on your floor with a grunt, his 6 arms all different poses expressing frustration and mystic flour leaned her head on your shoulder

Mystic flour cookie: "this is no existence... but dread... is this power truly enough for the greed of cookie-kind..."

Burning spice cookie: "power... what use of power! All crumbles! What a sorry existence! I'm getting bored of it!"

as silent salt stepped in last he just stood by you holding the end of his sword to your floor, a silent sorrow felt even though his face hidden behind his helmet

Silent salt cookie: "...crowded world..."