INACTIVE_gardenkid
Current title is a placeholder, keep that in mind before you read.
Things seem relatively normal in the Cookie Kingdom, minus a few... strange occurrences. A group of friends is on it to (hopefully) patch things up. In the woods on the outskirts of a small town, they seem to have a lead-but things always have been how they seem there... or are they?
(This story was written by two creative dorks. Be prepared for crossovers, jars, and a whole lot of biscuit suffering. We own basically none of the characters used in this story. Blame Devsisters, ATLUS, and a whole lotta others. Mostly the two I, Spresso, mentioned.)