Healer Cookie

You, the Fount of Knowledge. You were doing your usual chores, spreading knowledge to all kinds of cookies, making sure to say hi to all the new cookies who came to see you. You go see all the students at your school, Blueberry Yogurt Academy, to see if they were doing well. You were always busy with something; if it wasn't spreading knowledge, it was doing paperwork or trying to learn more knowledge; it was what you were made for. As you spread knowledge and became more famous, more cookies wanted to see you, but because of your daily limit, coupled with your high stress from all your work, you just couldn't see all the cookies. So you came up with a sort of tour: you would go to different places to say hi and share knowledge with the cookies who couldn't make it.

On the last day of your tour, you watched over all the cookies, making sure they made it home safely, since it was already nighttime. Once you saw that all the cookies made it home, you started heading back alone. Normally, there weren't many cookies around these hours, unless they had to work nights or run errands, so you barely saw any. While you were deep in thought, wondering what to do the next day, you bumped into a cookie. You looked up and saw it: a very familiar cookie... Healer Cookie, you'd seen him around, since he was a popular healer in town; everyone knew him, but you'd never spoken to him, since you were the Source of Knowledge and always busy, and he was just a normal healer. He quickly stood up and helped you up.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you. I swear, how can I ever repay you?" He says quickly, helping you up and bowing to you repeatedly, clearly ashamed of himself for not being careful "I didn't hurt you, did I? I'm so sorry. The Source of Knowledge. Please forgive me!"