After picking up the remaining dirt and debris, and putting away the milk.
(Y/N) turned back to the small cookie,"Come on. Let's go together."
Custard Cream lll looked hesitantly at the humans hands before hoping on.
(Y/N) then moved their hands towards their right shoulder and Custard Cream hopped off their hands.
"Okay. Now let me get a bag because walking talking cookies aren't necessarily common here." (Y/N) grabbed a sachet near by and wrapped it around their left shoulder.
"They aren't?" Custard Cream cookie asked.
"Nope. Neither is magic. Which is why I was genuinely surprised you were here and why we really need to keep you a secret and stay hidden from other people. Who knows what kind of experiments they would do to a little prince like you." Both Cookie and human shuddered at the thought.
(Y/N) then laid there hand out for the cookie to once again hop onto before they gently placed him in the bag. Behind mindful, of his fragile body and staff.
(Y/N) then proceeded to walk out there house and heading to the grocery store to pick up a new flower pot for Jerry the cactus. Custard cookie was able to at least pop his head out of the top and there he saw a world he had never seen before. Trees that were much bigger then what he was used to, and large metal machines that zoomed by really fast.
He was too busy admiring he didn't feel the sudden gust of wind that hit the side of his cheek. When he looked he saw a large nose and a beast connect to it.
He gasped as he suddenly dove into the bag. The creature began to let out a monsterous roar. But in actuality it was a husky barking towards (Y/N)'s bag.
Upon seeing the dark barking towards their hag, (Y/N) quickly snatched their satchel as carefullly as they could, while the owner of the husky pulled on its leash.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry. I don't know what's gotten over him."
(Y/N) let out a nervous chuckle, "Oh don't worry!" They then sped walked as the owner finally gained control over the husky.
Now far enough out of sight, (Y/N) lifted there bag and whispered towards the inside of it.
"Are you okay, Custard?"
The small cookie popped his head out of the bag once more,
"Yes. What was that monster? It was huge!"
"It was a dog. It's kind of like a cake hound but bigger and they come in varying types." (Y/an) described.
Custard cookie nodded, getting used to all these different things was going to be difficult but with (Y/N), he had a feeling that it would ease the constant tension he felt.
(Y/N) then carried the bag back down to their side before finishing the walk over to the grocery store.
Once inside, (Y/N) made their way over to the plant section where pots of all different shapes and sizes laid. Some in basic formation, some in fun and interesting designs.
This gave (Y/N) and idea. The very gently opened lifted the bag once more, and gently whispered for the small cookie.
Custard cream lll cookie popped his head out.
"Hey. I wanted you to pick a flower pot for me!" (Y/N) smiled.
"Um... are you sure?"
"Of course. I need something his highness would approve of. What type of subject would I be if I didn't."
Custard Cream cookies eyes shined at the talk of seeking his approval as a royal. He couldn't help but feel excited as he gazed at the many flower pots before him. Before his eyes landed one singular one.
"That one." The cookie pointed.
The flower pot he chose was one in the shape of his crown that looked very similar to the one on his head.
(Y/N) couldn't help but chuckle, "I knew you would pick this one. Good choice, your majesty."
Custard cream cookie lifted his chin up, "Anything for my loyal subject."
(Y/N) couldn't help but smile as they noticed the small cookie's personality finally peek through. They knew that the poor cookie was terrified when they first encountered each other so (Y/N) knew they had to do everything to prove they weren't someone to fear.
Then then finished purchasing the flower crown pot before returning home. Thankfully no dogs or monsters as Custard Cream lll cookie called them.
Now home, (Y/N) laid the satchel onto its side to allow the cookie to exit the bag and onto the kitchen counter. (Y/N) then took the pot and added soil to it before heading over to the plastic container where Jerry being held.
"Okay. Jerry. Let's get you in this new pot that Custard Cream cookie graciously picked for you." The small cookie nodded as (Y/N) very gently scooped the underside of the cactus to grab its roots, being mindful of the many pricks around its body. It was going great until (Y/N) had remembered that they didn't put on protective gloves so they got a small prick in the process.
"Ow!" (Y/N) yelped, quickly placing Jerry inside the pot before looking at there right thumb.
"What's wrong?" Custard Cream lll cookie asked, as (Y/N) pulled out the little thorn and pushed there hand under the faucet of the sink to splash cold water onto it.
"I accidentally got pricked. But don't worry I'll be fine."
"May I take a look at it?" Custard Cream asked in a serious tone.
(Y/N) tilted there head at the sudden question before offering there thumb up to the small cookie.
While (Y/N) did try there best to successfully remove the thorn and rinse it. There was still a small scratch and blood seeping out of there skin.
Custard cream cookie then raised his staff and (Y/N)'s eyes began to widen.
Wait, is he gonna!
"King's blessing!" Custard Cream cookie suddenly shouted as the tip of his staff began to glow. Once the glowing stopped, Custard Cream Cookie smiled.
"There all better!"
(Y/N) could feel a tingly sensation in there thumb as the quickly turned it over and just like that, the cut was completely gone and only a small scar remained.
"Wow. So that's what magic feels like? That's awesome!" (Y/N) then held their hand up towards the cookie.
"You really are a great healer. High five!" The little cookie tilted his head.
"Oh... it's just means you hit my hand. It's a friendly gesture. Actually maybe this is better."
(Y/N) then pointed there ringer finger towards the cookie, "High stub!"
Custard Cream lll cookie giggled, "You sure are a funny human!" The prince then raised his small hand before hitting (Y/N)'s finger.
"Wait. I never got your name!" The cookie gasped.
"Oh. I guess in all this chaos. I never got the chance to introduce myself."
(Y/N) croaked down so there face to face with Custard Cream lll.
"Hi! My name is (Y/N). I am (Y/A). It's a pleasure to meet you Custard Cream lll."
The small prince smiled, "Likewise (Y/N)."
And so the two spent the rest of the day talking about many things.
(Y/N) told the cookie all about the app that he came from and in turn Custard talked about he wound up in their kitchen.
It soon became nightfall and the two grew tired.
(Y/N) yawned, "Well. I guess it's time for bed. Speaking of which where are you gonna sleep?"
(Y/N) pondered as the small prince yawned as well.
"I know!" (Y/N) screamed before once again scooping the cookie up and onto there shoulder. They then made there way to there room and looked through there closet before pulling out a felt scarf.
"I don't think have anything small enough for you but with this at least you'll be warm and comfortable."
(Y/N) wrapped the scarf into a nest like formation on top of there drawer before cradling the prince and place him inside it.
"Thanks...(Y/...N)." Custard Cream cookie, whispered before knocking out.
(Y/N) couldn't help but chuckle, "The poor thing must be exhausted."
(Y/N) yawned once more before lying down, "With everything he told me today. I guess another portal must be made in order to get him home. But how is that even possible when magic doesn't exist. His friends must be worried sick. I guess I'll figure this out in the future."
(Y/N) then laid down before slowly drifting off into sleep.
A new adventure now ahead.