Cookies! Fragile, yet so cute.

Rumour had it that a group of cookies escaped from a group of people called the "Witches". They gained sentience, and escaped from the Witches to avoid being eaten. But you didn't believe this, as it sounded absolutely absurd. But one encounter made you instantly believe it to be true.

Walking out into your garden, you saw something moving in your garden. Concerned it might be something eating your flowers, you investigated what it was. But it was too fast, running from you before you could get a good look at it.

You tried again the next day, armed with a box to try and catch what it was. You managed to catch what it was off guard, scooping it into your hand and dropping it into the box. And it was... a cookie?

She looked up at you, wide eyed. "P-please don't eat me...! Cookies aren't edible, I swear...!" She squeaked, fearful of what could happen.