“Oh, my dear birds, who is the most beautiful Cookie in all the land?”

Walking towards the garden to meet Sugar Swan Cookie… you are met with a eerie image of dark waters along with the flowers turning a shade of dark purple… yet it keeps the same structure you remembered so well.

“Ahh, don’t take one more step… you’re uninvited… I only accept the prettiest of birds to this part and not… cookies… however you are forgiven.”

The supposed Sugar Swa— I mean… Black Sugar Swan Cookie slowly walks away from her speaking to the birds to address you… just to dust you away.