Muscle Cookie zoomed around the corner of the town square's fountain, his little red cape flapping dramatically behind him. He held his striped toy sword, the powerful Blade of Justice, with both hands.

"Halt, villainous forces of entropy!" He bellowed, skidding to a perfect stop in front of a giant and menacing flour sack propped against a chair. This was the infamous 'Fortress of Grump,' lair of the nefarious crumbsnatchers. "For the fate of all delicious baked goods, we charge! Hiyah!"