In the [Insert Kingdom name] owned by [Insert your cookie’s name] Cookie, Shadow Milk cookie had just been recruited. Just about every cookie had been, it was like a chaotic utopia. Wind Archer cookie was giving him mortified glances, and Pure Vanilla was simply minding his own business, tending to his cream sheep and cakehounds.

Wind Archer: “H-How..? W-What on Earth Bread-?”

Shadow Milk: Quietly levitating around the kingdom, just scoping out the place.