Starshine Cookie shot up with a jolt, her eyes wide. Pain shot through her entire body as soon as she did so however. A hiss forced itself out of her mouth, as she held her head in her hands, gripping at her hair in agony.

What in the world-

The immense throbbing of her head didn't stop. She took a few seconds to just sit there, trying her best to calm it down. What was that just now?! Why can't she remember anything?!

For some reason, she felt like crying... screaming...

Her breathing picked up speed, as did her heart rate. Both panic and fear surged through Starshine Cookie's body as her eyes pricked with tears and darted around the room frantically. Trying to find something, anything that could refresh her memory. 

But she didn't recognize this place. 

Stop. A voice in the back of her head said. Calm down first.

Her grip on her hair loosened. Calm down, she told herself. Inhale, exhale. Three, two, one... one, two, three...

She wiped at her eyes, her first instinct being to try to make out her whereabouts. Cream colored walls with elegant decorations, marble floor, columns holding up the ceiling. The furniture looked simple yet intricate and must've cost a fortune. Tall vases with the most lush flowers, ranging from red roses to white anemones.

Starshine Cookie noticed herself being in a soft, silky bed, which confused her and just messed with her brain even more. She didn't even know what to ask herself. Where was she?

"Hey, look! She's awake!"

Two females stepped out of the shadows, gazes dimly glowing in the dark room. Had they been there this entire time? 

One had a frilly pink dress and eyes, thigh-lenght blond hair adorned by hot pink streaks running through it. The other was wearing a white uniform and had a golden hairclip decorating her equally-so colored straight hair that faded to brown. 

"Are you okay?" Starshine Cookie's grip around the bed sheets tightened as one of them talked to her. Such a simple question, was it not? Yet... Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out. Though she wanted to ask who these Cookies were, the soreness of her throat gave her no chance to do so. The pink one smiled a little.

"Right... you don't know us. My name is Kouign-Amann Cookie, this is Financier Cookie." Both bowed down a little. Financier Cookie continued now. "You are currently in the Creme Republic, a place where us republicans live under the reign of our consul. You may be wondering why you're here.

A few days ago, I led an expedition to outside the borders to seek out special materials. It was far from the republic, and not the way we usually take. However, a little deeper into the forest, we found you lying in the dirt." She explained.

Confusion took place in Starshine Cookie's face once more. A forest, huh...

She stayed silent. What the heck should she have answered to that? Financier Cookie's light brown eyes fixated her. "May we have your name?" Both her and Kouign-Amann Cookie looked at her with a slightly curious expression. 

"S...St-a-..."

Kouign-Amann Cookie's eyes softened. She stepped closer to the bed, careful, as if Starshine Cookie was some rare creature she didn't want to scare away. "If you can't speak right now, don't push it."

"S-Star..."

"Take your time, please."

"...Starshine Cookie."

Her voice sounded raspy, like she hadn't used it in ages, centuries even, but it had a slight lilt that sounded soothing even in her own ears. It hurt quite a lot to speak too... "Do you know what you were doing there? The entire place looked old and halfly-crumbled, but you remained unharmed.." Kouign-Amann Cookie asked, to which Starshine Cookie only shook her head.

Silence filled the room for a few heartbeats, almost suffocating Starshine Cookie with its awkward and heavy weight. Financier Cookie spoke up. "Perhaps we should get consul Clotted Cream Cookie now.." 

She cast a side-glance at Kouign-Amann Cookie, who seemed to be unsure of whether or not to leave Starshine Cookie alone. But she nodded hesitantly, stepping away from the bed. "Right. Stay here, Starshine Cookie." Not giving her any time to respond, both Cookies left, the door falling shut behind them.

So she was alone again. Consul? Creme Republic? It sounds like these things should ring a bell, but to now avail.