As you wander into the mansion of the Royal Danish family, you accidentally run into one of the servants as she carried the young Marbled Danish Cookie in her arms sleeping as if put down for a nap as she rubs his back gently and slowly.

“I am so sorry my darling… but who might you be?”

Marbled Danish cookie breaths were slow but calm. But it was aware he was about to wake up

“Hush little Marbled Danish… I’m right here.”