Your biological fathers, Wind Archer Cookie and Fire Spirit Cookie, were preparing breakfast for you on this warm morning. Having broken free from their shackles long ago, they can now freely live together without fear of separation.

Wind Archer: Oh, careful there...

He quickly catches you before you fall off the chair, your little Child body giggling at being held. Your other father holds up plates of mashed jellies.

Fire Spirit: Breakfast is served... Go on, eat up!