everyone met my witcheeeesssss… yeaaaaaa . ok well i didnt do first egg but i forgot BUT i will have her soon . and also the witch of light and witch of despair (shadow witch but im not calling it that. thats STUPID)

"Brigid!"

The red-haired witch looked up in time to see the jester witch somersault into the kitchen. Her smile faded when she noticed that the ends of Simcha's pigtails were dark and burnt. "What happened to your hair?"

"Oh, this? Herald was playing around a bit and got my hair, but we're all good now!" Simcha leaned against the kitchen counter. "What are you doing?" She took a sniff. "It smells good!"

"I am… working on my kingdom." It was decided that there should be kingdoms, each uniting a type of cookie together, and Brigid had volunteered. "I…was trying to recreate a cookie from my homeland, but it's not coming together right."

"Oh?" Simcha propped her chin on her hand. "What's wrong?"

That was it. There was nothing, on the surface, that was wrong. She baked the test sample cookies, being careful not to use the Ultimate Dough or mix any of the Life or Magic powders, and tasted them. Cookies tasted wrong in her mouth, mostly due to the association of the little Virtues who were learning, but there was something else. They were berry-based cookies, and…

There was something off. They tasted fine, they looked fine, they smelled fine…

"I don't know." Brigid sighed as she stirred the jam. She would try again, for the fifth time. "They should be perfect. But, something feels off about them."

Simcha hummed, eyeing the jam. "Maybe there's nothing wrong. Maybe your memory of them, of your home, makes them feel off."

Brigid paused.

"…Maybe, that is it. Thank you, Simcha."