Sprinkle Hunt 2

We left off as you had just finished talking with cookie. You learned that you needed to go east. And so east you go. You walk along the counter, shuffling your feet along the smooth surface. You encounter a few monuments along your trek, such as Toaster, and Coffee Maker. They tower over your weak little stature and you feel small and insignificant amonst such machines. You walk in a steady direction, but so far, you have not met with any food product who can assist you, or any other clues to the missing sprinkles. Far ahead in the distance you can see the wall, a deadend to the counter. Was compass cookie's advice really that accurate? What if he was just lying about knowing which way to go? How could a conglomeration of flour, sugar, and eggs glow, anyways? How could you have been so stupid to believe him??? You almost punch yourself; its so humiliating to have trusted a cookie. You look around. You realize that you really don't want to go east at all, you want to go south. So you change directions and take a turn, ignoring the path that compass cookie set you on. The light above seems to have faded. You can hardly see where you are going. You want to stop because you have been walking a long time now. But then you remember your sprinkles, and you speed up, almost running. Suddenly, you feel a bump under your feet, and then they fly out from under you! You are falling through the air now, flailing about, unable to feel anything around you. When will this stop? What will become of you? Your life begins to flash before your eyes when- OOMPH! Something swoops up from under you, rescuing you. You don't feel anyone, though. It seems as if... as if gravity has stopped... or maybe... wait, you feel your hair flowing in one direction. That's very odd. It must be... wind. A strong wind, or air current, or something like that must be carrying you. WHUP! The wind stopped, dropping you back on the counter. You are dazed, and so you think you must be hallucinating when you hear a noise like a peg leg hitting the counter. A faint glow comes from the distance and suddenly... a wooden spoon hobbles up. She peers at you with psychic eyes. How peculiar... this must be the mystic spoon that compass cookie had mentioned. He must not have been quite the liar you thought, about that, anyway. "For what do you seek?" says the spoon. You are taken aback by her raspy voice. "I seek my sprinkles," you reply. She hobbles up closer to you and her piercing glare makes you feel somewhat uncomfortable, so you squirm. However, the spoon does not understand your subtle hint, and remains, still, very close to you. "You did not follow the cookie's advice... did you now? DID YOU?" The mystical wooden spoon rears up to her full height, intimidating you, and making you fidget even more. "no" you manage to say, though it costs you great effort. "Then you must make an even longer journey to find what you seek. Your lack of confidence in the compass cookie has cost you your time. You should have listened to him, YOU SHOULD HAVE STUCK TO THE EAST... but now... now, if you do not resue your precious sprinkles, the blame is fully upon you. The captor of your sprinkles will take advantage of your weak nature. He now has time to lock them up before you reach him and the only way to release your sprinkles from eternal captivity is to collect the Sacred Objects. These Objects are of the indigenous peoples of the kitchen. They have certain powers... I have spent my whole life studying these powers. Only the Sacred Objects have the ability to truly help you defeat the kidnapper of your sprinkles. Find them, take them, learn from them. Now, to see which of the Objects you must seek, peer deep into the crystal ball nature of my wooden spoon head.

"Peer deep within... past the clouds and haze of the future... now... what do you see...?" You peer deep. You look, and you see... a flying figure... a cracked eye... a flower... You tell the wooden spoon of these things. "Ah..." she says. "The WALNUT WINGS. The EYE OF EGG. The FLOUR FLOWER. You must find these things. You must take them. You must use them to defeat the evil and rescue your sprinkles. Once you have them, continue east. Do not waver. Do not be dissuaded. I summoned the winds to save you when you turned the wrong way. I cannot do that again. No one else can help you now. You are all alone." As the mystic speaks, she walks backwards, and suddenly, she is gone. You feel sad, and lonely, and ashamed that you doubted the cookie. The quest for your sprinkles has turned into such a huge deal. Now you must find these, what? 'Sacred' Objects? What is that about? You consider ignoring the mystic. No, no, that would not be wise. You need all the help you can get and there is a slight possibility that these Objects can help you. You decide to take a short rest before you continue, however. You lie down on the cold hard counter, and sigh, "Thank you, mystic wooden spoon." And then you drift off to sleep...