🌺💉 // A cookie stood inside an infermary, dressed as a nurse tending to wounded plant cookies as the moonlight came in through the window from the other wall, where you saw her tending to them.

She was tending a cookies wounds as she hummed a song to herself, loud enough for you to be able to here. It was silent, dead silent and nothing else besides her humming, and the sound of crickets chirping could be heard.