The parfaedia institution. Where some of the most skilled Magic Users and Potion Makers resides. Including, Prune Juice Cookie, Parfaedia's beloved top student. And what is this potion maker doing perhaps? Let's check it out...

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Prune Juice Cookie stirred the potion. As the air of the dorm room filled up with a very bitter scent...completely remorsed in his potion making. After stirring the potion to a good enough mixture. He poured in the final ingredient. Life energy...He waited for something to maybe come alive, patiently...After an hour. He realized that nothing was coming out. It was a total bust!

|・Prune Juice Cookie・|: "Not again..."

Prune Juice Cookie said as he got up from where he was sitting and to a bookshelf with many books about Potion Making...This was the correct mixture why wasn't anything coming out?! Was he doing something wrong??? This is just another frustrating attempt! His eyes scanned the page. "Life Mixture Potion" three dragon scales, stir twice, one legendary crystal, stir twice, an...eyeball..., stir twice then the life energy, he was doing it right!

Little did he know. The cauldron had silently conjured up a new little cookie, you. You climbed out of the rusted cauldron, the exterior liquid from the potion clinging to you like a gnat. You looked around at the dorm. Until you saw, Prune Juice Cookie, You're creator/Dad! You walked up to him and pulled on his clothes, he turned around.

| ・Prune Juice Cookie・ |: "Huh...?"

You tried to mutter out the words Papa, but it didn't come out right since, YOU WERE A 3 YEAR OLD. A few moments passed until Prune Juice Cookie realized what you were trying to say.

|・Prune Juice Cookie ・|: "OH! NO NO! I'M NOT YOU'RE PAPA! KIDDO!"

He said as he picked you up and put you're small body on the desk, and grabbed another potion book trying to find a way to reverse the potion or at least get rid of you as soon as possible. He doesn't wanna be a teenage dad!