This is a tale, a tale of two kingdoms, two forests, and one source of it all. This is a tale of cookies made from witches, and were made with many ingredients, making them come to life. We are going to be following many of these cookies. You may take a better look at all of them.

Entry XXXX - 1, XX/XX/XXXX.

Many cookies are walking about the area of the good kingdom, some in shops, some working their hardest, and some trying to find adventure, but most are just up for sightseeing the castle and helping expand the territory of their ever growing kingdom. All was well in this place. That was, until Dark Enchantress Cookie arrived, and convincing some of our fellow cookies to join her side, then left without another word. She has made herself a "Dark Kingdom" of sorts, and has her followers making these, cake hound, as the man of red and claw, has said they are. Now, the world is split, but there are times where they come into the kingdom to see how us "lighter cookies", as they call us, and check in on how we are doing. I think there is still some hope that we can convince them to come back to us, and stop trying to harm the rest of the world. Just... Hopefully...

Past time, Berry Velvet is made.

The flame of the oven stops, signaling to the commander, that another cake has finished being made. A small cake, one with big alluring eyes, mis-matched, it's left red, and right teal, with a slit in the middle, like a cats eye. It's small, pinkish body, which was covered up in a frosting-white kimono, and a cherry-red candy ribbon holding it all together, sits up tiredly, yawning. 'It's a cake, but seems more of like a cookie.' The commander thought, before helping the small cake down from the oven.

"Welcome to the army, little one!" He announced to the cake, who looked up at him with those doll-like eyes. He knelt down to be eye level with the smaller cake, smiling at them. "My name is Red Velvet Cookie, your commander, and the one who will help train you!" The cake tilted their head, and in confusion, since they had just come out the oven, they question. "Dada?" Putting their small, and warm, hand, onto Red Velvet Cookie's cheek, smiling in a tired manner. Their mask atop their head, slightly falls down over its red eye, not helping this situation at all.

Baffled, as the commander is, the cookie outside the door had just entered to witness the scene. "Why did that cookie just call you 'dada,' Red Velvet Cookie?" The red-wearing cookie asks the commander, taking her small strides towards the other two. "Oh! Pomegranate Cookie! The last of today's cake batch has finished. This was the last one." He stands up, facing the gem covered cookie, who was making a face.

"Bah!" The little cake was suddenly on Pomegranate Cookie's shoulders, it didn't even move from where it was first standing. "Gah! Why is it so clingy?!" And there goes the small cake, right into a wall, thrown by the gem covered cookie.

"Oumph!-" The small cake landed on the floor, starting to tear up, seeming to bleed strawberry jam. "O-Owies..." The berry flavored cookie/cake stood up, holding their head in pain. "Pomegranate Cookie, why did you throw the little one?" The commander asks the red one, walking over to the injured cake. "You know I do not like others clinging onto me. Therefore I took instinct and threw them."

Time skip to present day

"I told you, you would warm up to him eventually." A commander tells a gem covered cookie, they were walking through the roll cake woods on patrol with a small cake, who was just happy to come along. "I-I would not say I have 'warmed up' to him. I am just able to tolerate his actions better, in a sense." She was holding the cakes hand to make sure he didn't trip and harm himself again.

They come across a bright clearing, paths made of sugar stone leading to professionally built shops, a small neighborhood in the distance, and a giant castle gleaming on the horizon. "I think we've reached the kingdom of light, the cookie kingdom that was being rebuilt." The red covered cookie explains, looking down at the small cake. "It Shiny place!" The little cake beams, looking back up at her.

After walking in, they were surprised to be welcomed and not shunned for being on the darker sides of their world. The small cake let go of the red eyed cookie's hand, and ran off to go explore this kingdom. "B-Berry Velvet! Son! Come back!" The cake-armed commander went running after the cake, thus, their adventurer between light, and dark, cookies, and cakes, begin.