The quiet cookie walked around the purple trees surrounding the pomegranate village humming quietly to herself as she looked around. She had woken up that morning and decided to take a stroll around the village while her friends guarded the entrance to their sacred grounds. Pomegranate cookie couldn't help but smile noticing that the trees had gotten bigger since the last time she visited the garden. Pomegranate jellies started growing from the trees leaves causing a sweat smell to surround the lush environment that only added to the calming feeling of home. She sat on the nearby bench and looked at the trees once more. Home was her favorite place to be. She wouldn't trade this life for the world. Once her friends joined her on the bench they started working together to harvest the food where they would later eat it before retiring to their homes.
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The alternative universe
FanfictionWhat would happen to each cookie if white Lily never became dark enchantress cookie
