despite being the creator of earthbread, you didn’t create cookies to be eaten, but rather to live a life. you were a witch of harmony that not every cookie knew. but you behaved like any other cookie. it was a goal of yours to fit into cookie society. but, to anyone else, it was clear you were anything but an average cookie. you mended relationships and redeemed those who had fallen too far into the darkness. and yet, you still insisted on being treated like you were nothing special. talk about being humble.

thanks to your leadership and benevolence, the cookies elected you as a ruler of the cookie kingdom. your influence reached far and wide, across every region and nation. there wasn’t a political conflict or decision you weren’t involved with in some way. the vanilla kingdom was one of your close allies. pure vanilla cookie was one of your friends. he just admired the way that you aided them whenever you could. after all, you created them, right?

he would’ve preferred if you spent more time with him, but he couldn’t be too upset. any time you were with your subjects, you were smiling - he loved that smile. more than anything. you caught him staring, like a lot. whenever you asked him what was wrong with his face, he’d always just say that he loved seeing your smile. it got you all giddy inside.

to no surprise to anyone, he caught feelings, and eventually, you both started dating. the news caught everyone off-guard but no one was shocked. it was a great relationship. two good-natured people dating, what could go wrong?

another hot day of the summer passed, you and pure vanilla cookie were just talking before a few young cookies came up to you, tugging on your robe. they wanted you to sort out their little squabble. with a nod, you turned your back to him and knelt down to their level, you were basically a parent to every child within the kingdom gates. he watched intently, a small smile spread across his face.

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