Royal Margarine wasn’t new to the kingdom he would say, he’s been there for a month or two by now but that didn’t stop his noticing eyes from seeing specific cookies being stuck at the work stations for as long as he knew, he’s see the same cookies chopping wood, stirring jam, mining sugar cube till exhaustion. Why didn’t they just leave? Other cookies were on their own parts of the kingdom, eating star jellies, getting their wishes fulfilled by the gift tree.

“Now what in the earthbread..”

He muttered while watching some cookies keep their heads down and sweeping the grounds like trying not to be noticed.