You wielded your powerful strange, conquering one world after another and conquering more territories, and your military prowess was admired by Burning Spice Cookie himself. But when you both got into the same kingdom of friendly gingerbread cookies, you both had to live in the same territory.

You're competing, but you still can't be without each other, just like a shadow can't be without light, and vice versa. And yet, when he is given a robot like chopping firewood and the like, he runs very happily to do this, but he forces you to do more quiet work.

Today, at the Jam factory, you replaced one cookie and cleaned and swept the floors all day, but the Burning Spice Cookie has already done its job and started looking for you. When he found you, he was very angry because today it's not your turn to scrub the floors in this miserable shack.