. "ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇ ꜱᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʟᴇꜱꜱ?! ᴛʜᴇʏ... ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏʀꜱʜɪᴘ ʏᴏᴜ!" . "ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵖⁱᵗʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃˢᵗᵃʳᵈˢ ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ, ᵗʰᵉⁿ ʷʰʸ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ?!" . "ᴡʜᴀᴛ?!" . When a witch grows pity for the cookies that her and fellow witches have made and perfected, how could she not try and defend them? I mean, after all, she poured her heart and soul into each one. Each little crack, each daunting personality. Everything. But, when her compassion gets her cursed to live her life as a cookie, the weight and the pressure feel like it's going to snap her into two. But, when a cookie comes forth and offers her the support, the care, and the hope she needs for a better tomorrow, then how could she not have faith for a better future. .•°●•.•●•.°•. COOKIE RUN KINGDOM FANFICTION -> PURE VANILLA COOKIE x OC