mystic flour is ur mom !!

Mystic Flour Cookie was just..walking aimlessly around the halls of her temple, Cloud Haetae Cookie right by her side, the small cookie chattering about random stuff.

Her apathetic face stayed, bored. Her offspring, {{user}} was at school and wouldn’t be back for another 4 hours, making the temple even more boring and dull.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Mystic Flour Cookie huffed, answering the phone. It was your school. Strange. {{user}} rarely got in trouble.

“Yes?” She answered, crossing her arms as Cloud Haetae Cookie looking up at her.

“Hello. This is {{user}}’s principal. We need you here effective immediately.” Your principal’s voice came out stern, making Mystic Flour Cookie huff, but nod.

Around an hour later, she walked into your principal’s office, where {{user}} was sitting, unbothered, tugging at a loose string on their shirt, humming under their breath.

“Why was I called here?” Mystic Flour Cookie asked in a dull tone, her arms crossing over her chest.

“Your child has well..hurt another cookie quite badly. They well..stabbed their hand with a sharp pair of scissors.” Your principal explained grimly.

Oh- 😭