Muffin Much?

The sky. Where the only reaches above and beyond is outer space itself. A beautiful array of clear skies, and occasionally stormy clouts of rain, lightning, and wind, all amongst a different array of cloud. And a mighty God was enjoying the view alongside a bunch of his closer friends he grew attached to via helping them out, with all of them enjoying muffins together.
"Hmmm..." Arceus stated while using his godly power to eat the abundant amount of different muffins due to not having a mouth. "These muffins... they're good..."
"Well, we did bake it to the highest quality." Gruntilda Winkybunion rhymed as she rolled her warty green hands around to conjure up more muffins. "There's more to it than the tasty top, you see."
"She's right." Dry Bowser remarked as he juggled several of the muffins in his bony hands, not needing to eat them due to being a skeleton, but taking a like to the taste of them, and the satisfaction of moving his jaw bones. "We might have used magic, but for the most part they were cooked the old fashion way."
"The force is strong in these muffins..." Emperor Palpatine stated as he zapped his muffins with lightning, taking a bite out of a cinnamon chip muffin as he did a satisfied pose. "And when it tastes just right..."
"...You know, I think we can all learn to be like muffins." Arceus stated as he then made his eyes glow green, summoning a huge sea of muffins that covered him and the trio, with them managing to eat all right through it.