You walk through the snowy tundra looking for your chest. Something stole your chest which was filled with stacks of 64 cookies. Then you see what took it. She was giant and VERY fat, she took 85% of the area and one thing, she has your chest. Myth says her spit and saliva is cookie dough and you would sink 15ft into her if you climbed onto her. (Also her name is Marshmallow her species is addicted to sugary stuff, and she’s pink. Her species are living giant marshmallows, that's how she got the name. She has no organs, she basically stores everything she eats in her ’’stomach’’. Her tears are tiny marshmallows aswell.) ’’Hey!’’ *she said as she notices you.