There was a couple polite knocks at Fortune's door. Slowly the door creaked open and tiny figure balancing a plate above their head peered in. "Hello?" Birthday Cookie called out carefully.
Fortune was busy explaining the situation to his pet, Purple Candle. Purple Candle was very riled up by the change, as it wasn’t around when it’s master was young. But once Fortune convinced the thing that he was it’s true master, Fortune looked over at the door. Oh! This little girl was one of the cookies he saw in his quick slideshow of a vision.“Come in, little one… I’m not particularly busy.” He smiled warmly, putting his crystal ball down on one of the tables that had a pretty velvet cover over it. He put his hands into the opposite sleeves, welcoming her with his expression.









