N-NO! it can't be....

The start.

It was a wonderful day, the sun was shining, the birds were singing and a very particular Wizard cookie was enjoying the summer morning, sitting under the shade of a tree and reading a book.

It was suddenly so hot..or was it his scarf? No, it was made of cream so it shouldn't be the problem..he was sweating, no, melting. He was melting, literally.

This was the start of a strong heat wave, everyone was talking about it, and our mage was walking down to the nearby Cookiemart with the hopes of purchasing a cone of fresh, cold vanilla ice cream. He walked into the place and greeted Gingerbrave, who had been working one of his part-time jobs as a cashier there to then walk down the aisles towards the dairy section where the so-precious box of ice cream was meant to sit.

The cold of the refrigeraton had already reached Wizard, who reached for his pocket to check if he had the right amount of money to buy it. 24.50. That should be enough, but when he opened the door and the gentle breeze of the freezer hit him in the face, it was not satisfaction, but shock, that reached his face. "What is this..vegan ice cream!?" He said to himself..of course, the veganism campaign, of course it would affect his ice cream, but he shrugged it off, it costed the same and looked about the same so he took it home, perhaps it isn't as bad as it seems to be..

He bought it at the register and waved goodbye to his good friend, before returning back to his tower. Upon opening the wooden door, the smell of books and book of wizdom greeted him, he smiled at the familiar feeling and turned on the air conditioning, before placing the box on the kitchen counter and opening it. It looked a little..odd to his liking, it was already melting and looked very weird, something about it gave him a bad energy "this better be good, or at least decent" he thought.

Upon the first taste, it was nasty and the mage threw it in the trash can next to him. "Puaj! What on earthbread is on that thing!? Thats terrible!" He shouted, this ice cream was both terrible, had a bad flavour, and it was..warm..? This would not do the job, nor yogurt, nor anything else..he wanted his ice cream back. Then he remembered, he had a spell to turn obstacles into ice cream..yes, he could try that. He readied his staff and threw a decently large stone to the air, which he skilfully turned into a cone of ice cream which he catches on his hand. He was panting and melting, though. He needed to be cool to concentrate properly, so this one, simple spell was exhausting..but in the other hand, the ice cream was great.

"There we go, now thats some good ice cream~" he said, smiling to himself.

After the two minutes he spent enjoying his fresh treat, he felt like he wanted more, but it was exhausting..there must be a way to make the spell be less tough to cast..so he went to look for the book where he found said spell. It took him a good 20 minutes to find, 20 minutes of hell, he would say, given that he looked terrible because of the heat. He opened it and passed through the pages, reading and skipping until he found what he wanted to see.

"So its 20 times less time and energy consuming to cast it upon another being of the same type..? That sounds..odd, but lets give it a shot." He told the friendly floating book that was beside him.

He started thinking on who to try it on..perhaps someone suicidal? No! What was he even thinking!? Does he want it THAT badly?

Soon after, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of knocking on his doorstep, so he sighed and went to answer it, meeting the familiar face of Cinnamon cookie, who looked as energetic as always and had gone to check up on him. "Hello, wiz! How are you? I came here since gingerbrave told me that you looked too..melted. Is it the ice cream thing again? I swear, you are addicted to that." He said, with a hint of concern in that last bit.

"*Sigh* Cinnamon..last time you tried to help with a personal issue, I had millennial tree cookie and half of earthbread at my doorstep, besides, its not an addiction, I just really like it. Or is having standards wrong, eh?" He replied, seemingly annoyed. But hey, he knew tons of cookies, so he had to take the chance, didn't he?

"Anyways, hey do you know anyone who would be willing to try an..experiment with me?" He added, showing a nicer look, contrasting his not so good physical state, given the temperature. As expected, he was told where this cookie was, and there he went, opening the door, with the spell already prepared. This cookie wasn't even given time to see who the intruder was, by the time they did, they were already a cone of ice cream, and this time, he had succeeded in casting it effortlessly.

"Now i call that success." He said, taking the cone of ice cream and enjoying it on his way back home, laughing to himself in joy..little did he know that he was starting to lose himself.

The next day, it was a similar story, going to the store to seek his usual ice cream, finding nothing but its vegan counterpart and looking for some suicidal cookie to turn into his sweet, cold treat. Surprisingly, it seems like the flavour of the cookie also affects the taste of the ice cream they are turned into, so he started experimenting with that new knowledge.

One day, he ran out of volunteers, and likely, he was going bananas, yet never left the tower of records that he calls his home. An unfortunate little cookie knocked on the door and entered the tower, looking for the mage, little did custard cookie the third now that it would be what brought his demise.

He sat on a chair, and slowly turned to look at the innocent boy, pointing at the opposite direction, which the blonde one turned to face, just to be met with three flaming fountain pens which both blinded and knocked him out. Wizard cookie then grabbed the unconscious child and dragged him to his basement, where he tied custard to a chair. "Perhaps you can be of use before you are my next treat~" he said, perhaps if he maintained him there, some concerned fool would fall victim to the crazy mage too, and hey, that would be two birds with one stone.

Just as planned, chili pepper cookie arrived too, a little more shaken but it was nothing a levitating pan from behind couldn't handle, again the steps were repeated and she was tied beside the 'king' she had been seeking earlier. "Looks like you two will be my next meal, and before you blame it on me or try to call for help, nobody will hear you. Blame it on spinach cookie, who even dared to replace my beloved ice cream." He said, ignoring the muffled shouting from chili and the sobbing of custard. A flash-bang of azure and both cones dropped into their respective chairs, each looking slightly similar to the cookies who they once were. "Bon-Appetite!"