CAT LOVER

You closed your eyes, focused on the feeling of magic inside of you, and started to chant. You could feel your body growing warmer, tingling with pins and needles...

And then, with a jolt, the spell was complete, and you felt a dizziness as your body changed.

You opened your eyes...and grinned when you saw you were standing in the center of the circle, the Emissaries gathered in front of you. You were roughly the same size as them, now. "It worked!" you declared.

They all boggled at you for a moment. The Bringer of Happiness began to cheer for you, and a few moments later, the Fount rushed forward, pulling you into a tight hug.

"You're incredible...!" he said with a breathy laugh.

You laughed, hugging him back. He squeezed you more tightly, chin resting on your head...

Oh. That was new. You were so used to picking him up, you...you stepped back a little, looking at him. As a Cookie, he was at least a head taller than you.

The other Emissaries gathered around, grinning...and you realized the Fount was actually the shortest of them, each towering over you.

The Herald cackled, setting a hand on top of your head, emphasizing the difference in size between you. "HA! I wasn't expecting this, but it's certainly a fun outcome!"

"It makes sense, considering our stature compared to other Cookies..." The Saint of Volition hummed thoughtfully.

"I think you're adorable like this," the Bringer said, pinching your cheek. With a gleam in her eyes, she added, "Maybe you could do this more often...?"

"Bringer!" the Fount hissed, tightening his grip on you with a blush. She giggled at him, and they all continued to fuss over you.

Chapter 1: Veil of Truth

The Blueberry Academy had been quite noisy for you, albeit TOO noisy. The walk to your next class was quite the walk, not to mention almost tripping multiple students along the way just because of accidentally bumping into them. Books were falling, lockers were opening, cookies were gossiping. You had already given up on hearing the latest gossip as most of it were now considered lies.

Class was actually quite interesting! Why? Three students were fighting based on an equation the teacher gave to solve. It was all a social experiment to see if others could refute the answer if they differed from their peers. At first, it was all an act, a playful dispute. One student, Cocoa Marshmallow Cookie, had an almost diabolical answer. It was way off from what you and the student next to you had come up with. The second one, Parfait Cookie, had an ALMOST correct answer. The third one, Crème Bule Cookie, had the exact same answer as you. But why was this particular disagreement interesting? Well of course! It turned from an educational disagreement to a full-blown fight that was about to get physical. Most of the class was cheering it on. You just decided to doodle on the corner of the paper, deciding not to get involved with their bullshit.

“HEY YOU THERE! YEAH!” Cocoa Marshmallow Cookie yelled across the classroom, pointing at you. “Mind settling this dispute between us?”

You perked your head right up at the loud noise “Uhm… Not particurly…” You lowered your head back down.

Parfait Cookie walked up the stairs to your seat and slammed his paper in front of you, he had a forced grin, speaking through his teeth “Mind KINDLY explaining why the two of them are wrong my kind fellow?”

You were really getting annoyed with this. So, you decided to just lay it out and tell them the correct answer, but not without teaching them since the teacher wasn’t doing anything. Standing up, you take a look at the paper.

“How did you even come to this conclusion? Hm? Mind explaining how you got here?” You stare him straight in the eyes.

“I-“ He was caught off guard, he didn’t expect you to question HIM instead of the opposite, putting him on the spot.

“Well? Spit it out. You wanted me to answer your question so I’m helping you solve it. I just need to know where you went wrong.”

Parfait Cookie carefully explained his thinking process as students gathered around the two of you taking a look at his equations. You gave pointers to what could be improved on and what he could study on. Everyone had put in their input as well. Crème Bule Cookie backed off on the dispute since she was proven right (sort of.)

“All of you are wrong.” Cocoa Marshmallow Cookie had quite a temper when he wasn’t right.

“Pardon?” Parfait turned his attention away from his paper.

“This is stupid, this class, these people, everything…” Cocoa Marshmallow Cookie grit his teeth in a fit of anger and ran right up to Parfait Cookie, holding him up by his collar. Students backed off away from them.

“Hey! This is luxury clothes I’ll have you know!” Parfait Cookie tried to take his hand off his collar.

“I don’t give a single fuck.” Cocoa Marshmallow Cookie threw Parfait Cookie across the room.

The teacher was such a coward… He stood in the corner of the classroom when it started to get violent. Which, after Cocoa threw Parfait, punches were thrown, students were thrown, papers were shredded, the whole classroom was a mess. And quite noisy… Students were trying to get out of the classroom only to be shoved away from the door. You? You laid there against the door, bloodied, bruised, and tired. Limbs weren’t responding, your head felt foggy, and you just wanted to sleep.

All of a sudden, the door was shoved open, you, along with it slammed into the wall. Students froze at the sight. Teachers were concerned, but in the front of it all was the Headmaster of the Blueberry Academy… Light Milk Cookie, The Fount of Knowledge, The Sage of Truth, he held countless names. You were being crushed by the intensity of the force of the door being held open.

“What the Witches is going on in here!?” Light Milk Cookie exclaimed.

The Cowardly Teacher stuttered out “I-I wanted to give them s-social skills of a friendly dispute over a mathematical equation! I d-didn’t- DIDN’T,” He repeated words multiple times with a different tone, “-mean for this to happen!”

“YOU CAN GO SHOVE IT!!” Cocoa was covered in the blood of other students, shoving the unconscious Parfait Cookie into the wall one more time before shoving the teachers away from the door.

Light Milk Cookie moved closer to the door as Cocoa walked by him, your head feeling like it was about to explode, “Could someone catch that fellow and send him to get help? Both physically AND mentally?”

“Yes sir!” A teacher ran.

The students cheered as he left the classroom. The usual blue room was now red.

“h-help…” You said breathily.

Light Milk Cookie immediately shut the door behind himself, “Oh my Witches! Are you alright? I deeply apologize I am so, so, so, so, sorry!”

You felt relief after the crushing pain of the door was released, hazily looking up at him. It was blurry, but you could tell that his main color palette was a mix of blues and golds. Teachers were rushing in to check on the other students, calling for nurses. The blue figure seemed larger in front of you, like he was leaning in.

“I once again apol-“ He was muffled… Was it the way he was talking? No… It was yourself. You looked around to see people talking, their mouths opening and closing but you couldn’t hear them. If anything, you heard a slight ringing.

“I’m sorry… Who are you?” You inquired.

You could see his mouth open but yet again… You couldn’t even learn the figure’s name. He spoke with someone to his left before you saw a bright light. Was it coming from him? Was the Witches coming to collect your dead soul? After the light ended your body felt relaxed, it felt better than before. You sighed and let exhaustion consume you.