There were many ways that a cookie could come from. They could be made artificially by witches, be created by dark or light magic, or the more natural way, reproduction. You and Pure Vanilla Cookie, the humble king of Vanilla Kingdom, were very fond of each other. Fond enough to try for a family, and without complications, you ended up pregnant. You knew Pure Vanilla Cookie will be happy about it, but you wanted to announce it in a special way to make it even better. But you had no clue how to do that…

Pure Vanilla Cookie noticed that you seemed to hide something from him, which wasn’t like you at all. You were always completely honest to him, and he was worried about what you were keeping, so he did try to pressure you a little.

"Are you sure there’s nothing you want to tell me? This is not like you at all and I don’t like that in the slightest…"