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A sweet scent fumed in the witch's house. The small group of individuals had planned to make another batch of cookies, a special batch. These cookies will hold great power within themselves, having the chance to call themselves heroes.
Each witch gathered the supplies to create the batch, each of them had their own station for the process. Gather the ingredients, mix, and mold into dough. Once they're rolled, they precisely shaped it with special cookie cutters.
The cutters held a light purple hue to them, making them different from the dull, silver ones. Removing the dough that was cut, they did the usual process. Mold it, roll it, and cut into a new one.
The shapes appeared to look like gingerbread man cookies, one which placed the pan inside the oven, turning the heat up to max. The kitchen glowed with different colors that continued to change.
From red-orange, to blue, then to purple that was mixed with pink. The heat from the oven enveloped the witches, proud smiles laced their lips as they waited with anticipation. "Are we planning on eating these?" one witch questioned.
A witch next to her shook her head. "These are a special batch. These are not to be eaten. And be quiet, the cookies outside can probably hear us." she stated firmly.
A loud buzz interrupted their conversation, one of them grabbed the oven mitts before striding their way towards the oven.
The colors inside the oven disappeared, carefully taking the pan out to give them a look. Each of the five cookies glowed with a red color, they each gave off a unique scent. Sweet, spicy, buttery. Two of them didn't give off a scent, but they were cooked nicely.
Placing the pan on the wooden table, they watched with excitement as each cookie began to glow, slowly ascending in the air. One by one, they each took form.
The first one appeared female, their dough was white as flour, hanfu beizi clothing with a large tan skirt. Her lips held a faint smile, staring at her creators with light-tan colored eyes and white slits.
"Greetings, my creator." she spoke with a low, gentle tone, bowing in the process. The witch that pulled them out of the oven smiled at the polite cookie. They then watched as the other cookies began to come to life.
The second cookie was male, having shoulder pad-like armor with spikes, a waistcloth with the combined colors of red, orange, and yellow. His dough was a red-orange color, having long, black hair with small strands that poked out.
The cookie held a wide, toothy grin, showing off his sharp teeth. His red eyes with orange slits narrowed as he surveyed the area, taking in his first breath. "Who are you?" he inquired with a low gruff tone, not noticing the other cookie that was just made.
"We're your creators," the main witch shot back, this one had some attitude. Way different from the first beast. "You are the first batch of special cookies we've made."
That was all she said, earning a low hum from the male cookie before turning towards the third cookie that began to take form. On his upper chest area, he had an indent of a triangle shape.
The third cookie had light blue dough and appeared to be another male. His hair was curved downwards, small blue eyes began to appear in his hair, looking around the kitchen. He held a light, professional smile as his two different colored eyes pointed towards the witches.
His clothing represented the traditional harlequin jester costume, matching the blue and black clothing with his dough skin.
"Hello, everyone. What brings you all here?" he greeted with a light, joyful tone. On his collar, it had some sort of clip-on accessory, different from the indents on the other cookies.
The witch begins to explain why he was made with the others, nodding in the process. He takes a look at the other cookies, waving with a polite smile. The female cookie greeted him with a small wave while the buff-like cookie replied with a small nod, crossing his arms.
The three watched as the fourth began to form, their dough was a light pink color as their hair was pink as well with long, curly locks. It appeared to be another female cookie, her pink half-lidded eyes with soft white slits and long lashes.
She wore a long, flowing chiton, something that the greek would wear with large, soft pink wings that sprouted behind her. Her cookie represented an angel, holding a small white harp in hand with a pink halo on her head.
She had a crown-like headpiece that formed the shape of an upside-down heart on the center. A graceful smile stretched on her face as she examined the kitchen and the witches. "My, my. This place looks so gloomy." she spoke with a light, happy tone as she gently strummed her harp.
Some of the witches around them couldn't help but chuckle at her words, but with a firm glare from the main witch, they immediately quiet down. She ignored the pink cookie's words, watching the cheerful cookie wave at the others.
The cookies then directed their gaze towards the final cookie, watching it rise from the pan and take form. The cookie wore a suit of purple and black armor; their face was covered with a mysterious yet regal helmet that hid their face.
On the center of their armor was an indent that was an upside-down fleur-de-lis. The cookie that was adorned in armor glanced over to the witches, slightly tilting their head.
"Ah, this one doesn't speak." hummed the main witch, not knowing if this one was a boy or girl.
Now, with the five cookies made, the head witch strides her way to a counter, picking up a specific box. The small cracks illuminated with different colors, placing it down in front of the special cookies.
Taking the lid off, a bright hue of colors illuminated the head witches face, a sinister grin slowly stretched on her face. The cookies watched with confusion as the witch carefully pulled out small gems out of it.
"These are Soul Jams," she started, getting the cookies' attention. "These jams hold great power within them, only to be used for good." She picks up the first soul jam, giving it to the first cookie that was awoken.
"You'll be Mystic Flour Cookie, the virtue of Volition." She slowly placed the white soul jam near the cookie's forehead, watching it levitate. Mystic Flour gave her a thankful smile, her half-lidded eyes watched the floating soul jam.
Taking out the second soul jam, it was a small triangle that glowed an orange color. She gently placed it in the second cookie's chest, watching him slightly flinch once it was set in. "For you, Burning Spice Cookie, are the virtue of Change."
The orange dough cookie gently placed his hand on the jam, watching it shine from the light. There was a feeling inside of him, a puzzled hum escaped his lips before crossing his large arms.
The two cookies glanced over towards the cookie who was dressed like a jester, he was practically beaming where he floated on the metal pan. His eyes widened in realization as he noticed himself floating, a chuckle flowed from his lips.
The witch took out the third soul jam, it was shaped like an eye. She placed it on his collar; his eyes held a wandering glint. "Shadow Milk Cookie, you'll be known as the virtue of Knowledge." she informed, watching his smile grow wide.
Taking out the fourth soul jam, it was an upside-down heart shape with a beautiful shade of pink. Placing it on the hair piece, it caused the pink cookie's wings to flutter. "Eternal Sugar Cookie, you are the virtue of Happiness."
She beamed with stupendous joy, strumming her harp that emitted a delighted sound. Finally, she took out the final soul jam, it glowed a light purple hue that nearly took form as a flower. The witch gently placed it in the center of the armored cookie's chest.
"And last, but not least. Silent Salt Cookie, the virtue of Solidarity." The witches that surround the cookies watched as colors of power and magic flow around them. Each of them was surrounded by a color of aura that represented them.
Volition, Change, Knowledge, Happiness, and Solidarity. These virtues would give the cookies power to represent themselves as the heroes of Earthbread. From outside of the witch's hut, hundreds of gingerbread men stood there with excitement.
"What do you think they're making in there?" one cookie question.
"I don't know, but I can feel that they're making something special!" another replied with a toothy grin.
As the special cookies directed their gaze towards the main witch, they could hear muffled cheers from outside. "Who are those people outside?" questioned the angel-like cookie, hearing it grow louder by the minute.
"Those are other cookies that are waiting for your arrival," she explained, earning hums from the cookies. "Each of you will hold the same title together; The Beast Cookies."
Burning Spice couldn't help but somewhat chuckle at the name. 'Beast Cookies, huh? Are they sure that's a good title for cookies that are supposed to be heroes?' he thought to himself. Eternal Sugar then chimed in.
"Is it okay if we could meet them?" she questioned with a light smile. Some of the beast cookies agreed with her, wanting to see what was outside with a glint of eagerness in her eyes.
The witches couldn't help but cackle, seeing that they were already eager to meet the hundreds of gingerbread men. "We will do that in the meantime, but first," the main witch started, grabbing the pan the cookies were standing on.
"We're going to give you all your own domain. It will take time to build it from the ground up, but it will be worth it." opening the large wooden door, it revealed a large spread of land that was filled with green grass.
The cookies stared downwards at the many gingerbread men that surrounded the hut. Each one held an expression of awe, taking a good long look at the new cookies that were created. The beast had unique designs, standing out from the other cookies.
The witch lowered the pan down so the cookies could hop onto the grass. Now that they realized, the witches had easily loomed over them in height, their footsteps lightly shook the ground as she went back inside.
She placed the used pan back in the oven, seeing that it already cooled down. Closing the small door to the oven, she went back outside to introduce the cookies. Little did she know, inside the oven, a single piece of crumb started to slowly move.
"Good morning to you all!" she announced, hearing the gingerbread men roar with excitement. "I want to introduce to you all to the Beast Cookies! They will help you bring happiness to this land and become your heroes of this paradise!"
The gingerbread men began to surround the special cookies, greeting themselves to them. Eternal Sugar couldn't help but smile at the cookies, she's never seen so many people this happy before.
Mystic Flour and Shadow Milk politely greeted the cookies of the land; this was a new feeling to them. With Burning Spice and Silent Salt, they awkwardly stood there. The buff cookie just looked around, not knowing what to say.
Silent Salt just waved at everyone, not wanting to speak. The beast cookies lifted their gaze to the head witch, seeing that she still had something to say. "I want the five of you to come with me. I'm going to lead you all to your respective areas."
The cookies glanced at each other, guessing that she wanted to get the important things over with. Shrugged, they began to follow the witch, the ground lightly rumbled from the heavy steps of the witch.
They couldn't believe that this place was this big, there were small buildings, houses, and even small little stores. This place was so decorated in different ways, what could they even add to this place?
"This is where you all will grow your own kingdoms. You will also gain followers that will help throughout the way." As they continued to follow her, they stopped by a large piece of land that held the colors of white and gray.
It showed old, ancient structures that were covered with sakura flowers on banzai trees. "This will be your realm, Mystic Flour Cookie." she introduced, watching the cookie stare at the scenery with a delighted smile.
"Thank you so much." she spoke, her low tone slightly pitched. She waved the other cookies before heading towards her domain. It was beautiful, she was practically made a few moments ago and she gets to have her own space.
The sound of multiple footsteps caught her attention, glazing over to see a small group of cookies. "We're here to help you with your land and your power." one of the cookies spoke. She gave them a grateful nod before looking around the area.
The rest of the beast cookies followed the witch, suddenly feeling the temperature shift. It didn't really bother some of the beast cookies, but with Burning Spice, he started to like the heat.
"This will be your domain, Burning Spice Cookie." The buff cookie takes a look at the area. The color of the sand in the terrain was the same color as his dough. The landscape represented fire, each column and statue had some sort of egyptian lettering on it.
A light hum flowed from his lips, crossing his arms. "This might not be so bad." he spoke gruffly, a small toothy smile lacing his lips before striding into the desert-like terrain. The witch rolled her eyes with amusement before leading the other cookies to their locations.
Next was an all blue and white structure area that had small towers with it. The blue dough colored cookie loved the diamond patterns of blue and black floor. "This will be your area, Shadow Milk Cookie. This place is built with multiple libraries that will help you."
The jester couldn't help but smile brightly, hoping to get some reading time while his area is being built. "Thank you, creator!" he beamed as he floated towards his area, there were so many books to read and gain knowledge.
Eternal Sugar giggled at the excited jester, using her wings to guide her upwards towards the witch's shoulders. She hoped that her area will be filled with colors that will brighten the area. Looking forward, her eyes widen as she sees a large forest with pink trees.
She immediately took flight towards it, leaving a pink trail behind her. Flying over the pink trees, more colors seemed to envelope her vision, excitement coursing through her. There were colored trees, pink rivers with colorful clouds floating in the sky.
'These are so beautiful! I get to have this whole forest to myself?! I love it here already!'
"I see that you already like your forest, huh, Eternal Sugar Cookie?" she hummed with a teasing tone. She watched the angel-like cookie dash through the forest, wanting to talk about everything she sees.
"I think this will be a great place for cookies to relax and find happiness." the witch insists, watching the pink cookie nod with excitement.
"That would be delightful! Thank you so much!" she replied, watching some of the cookies enter her forest. Exchanging goodbyes, the witch began to lead the final beast cookie to their respective area.
While walking, she stole a few glances towards the silent cookie. It seems that they like to be on their own, also wondering if they're ever going to take their armor off. Taking the final step, they made it to the final area.
The ground was a dark purple color with black designs around the area. "We didn't know what to think about this area for you, so maybe you could give your followers some ideas to help you."
A low hum escapes Silent Salt, slowly walking around. This place was huge, what could they do with it? They were just made, and they were given a large piece of land. What was this place? The armored cookie replied with a small nod as they walked through the empty area.
The witch placed her hands behind her back, slowly walking back towards her hut. She smiled at the beast cookies, watching them design or relax in their newfound homes that were given to them.
'This will be a wonderful paradise for the beast cookies. I just hope that nothing happens to the future heroes of Earthbread' she thought, making it back to her home. Walking inside, some of the witches finished cleaning up the tables.
Placing the sacred ingredients back where they go, the other witches said their farewells before walking back to their huts. Closing the door, a sigh escapes the main witch's lips. "There's so much to do with these cookies. What will happen throughout the years with the beast cookies?"
Could this be the right thing to do? Make five powerful cookies and make them heroes. She hopes that nothing happens to them.
Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard something coming from the oven. It was slightly muffled, but she was able to catch it. Slowly stepping towards the oven, she opens it to see nothing but the pan she used earlier this morning.
She looked through it for a few minutes, making sure that nothing was in there, she didn't want any cookie spying in here. With a shrug, she closed the oven doors, walking back to the kitchen to fix her something to eat.
While she was by herself, the crumbs on the pan began to slowly move. Small bits of burnt crumbs and fresh crumbs from the beast dough began to group around the brown crumbs.
The crumbs lightly scraped against the pan, creating a shape that would look like another cookie was being made.