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Alfred knew that the best way for him to show his love was through cooking. He was not the best with words and his upbringing did not make physical affection something he gave out. So food it was. And nothing got all his wards that love better than cookies. They all had their favorite types and he would make them for whoever needed them most at that time. Which meant he was almost always making some type in his little spare time. But thankfully his wards were always in the mood to eat them. Never had his cookies been wasted.