"Very Well, Dora" he rummaged through the box a bit more; throwing a rubber duck, a chair, a salt shaker, a flaming sword, an old mann, he nearly threw some old spice but stopped. Rubbing it accross his body and eating it before throwing it as well. "This is my world, a world where one only so awesome as myself could create...oh and my sapphire amulet".<br/><br/>He gasped, a sharp intake of breath as his trembling hand lifted up a cookie, he broke into tears "It's-It's a cookie" His arms held it up to the sky as if it was a sacrosanct relic of some sort "Can you believe it Laura, A cookie!" He basked in the prescence of the epic object before him...or above him to be exact.