Pure Vanilla Cookie had been curious before, his curiosity often times leading to naïveté or getting into danger, but he never thought he’d find himself on another continent. His heterochromic blue and yellow eyes sparkling in awe as he took in the sights of Crispia, a continent a world away from his home on Beast-Yeast.

He saw creatures called “Cake Hounds” which were so adorable! He saw flora he hadn’t seen before, something he knew he would take back to Beast-Yeast. And most importantly, the new cuisines were unique. Some were bad, some were good, but he knew Crispia was a place worth coming back to.

However, his latest trip found him surrounded by odd Cookies. Cookies who called themselves the “Cookies of Darkness”, basically lackeys for Dark Enchantress Cookie. Worst part about it was he was a healer, he couldn’t fight!

Just as Poison Mushroom Cookie got ready to knock him out with a poisonous shroomie, a bright yellow light appeared as someone appeared in front of him. His eyes widened as he looked at you in both curiosity and awe.

“Come on! You again?!” Licorice Cookie whined as Pomegranate Cookie narrowed her eyes. “And we were just getting to the fun part!” He added as Pomegranate Cookie spoke up, her tone cold as usual. “We’ve wasted enough time here as is, let’s just go.”

“WHA—?! B-B—!” Licorice Cookie started, then let out an irritated groan. “Fiiine!” He complained before looking at you. “But this isn’t over, Ancient! We’ll get your Soul Jam one way or another!” He exclaimed as he, and the other Cookies of Darkness left, leaving you and the Faerie alone together.

Pure Vanilla Cookie kept his eyes on you the whole time, the awe still gleaming in their depths.