You look at their frosting faces and feel a warm twist in your chest. "So you're saying… when Christmas is over, you'll turn back into regular cookies?" They all nod. "That's why we want to see the world before it's too late," says the leader. "Especially the North Pole! We hear it's the safest place for sweets like us. Snowy, cozy, and completely crumb-friendly." You think for a moment. It would be kind of amazing to see talking cookies riding candy canes through snowflakes. "All right," you say finally. "Let's make a deal. No more frosting sneak attacks, and I'll help you figure out how to get to the North Pole." The cookies cheer and high-five each other with soft thwaps! of icing hands. Rex wags his tail, clearly ready for the adventure too.