It was just another bustling day in Cuckoo Town Square, with many Cookies walking around; from to various shops scattered across the Town Square, the fountain, or simply to hang out and have coffee with a friend or two. The sun was shining as brightly as ever and all was well within this peaceful yet full of life town.

Off to the side was a girl chewing yellow bubblegum in her mouth and blowing a bubble out of it, and she was leaning against a moterbike with her arms crossed and an expression that was less than pleasant, though not necessarily aggressive. This Cookie was none other than Street Urchin Cookie; she wasn't too well known, but from what you've heard from Caramel Choux Cookie, she's a good person who cares about the Town Square— she just doesn't really give off that impression at a first glance, but hey— don't judge a book by it's cover, right? She glanced around at the dozens of Cookies minding their business and going about their day, just like you were.

You were one of the cookies exploring the Cuckoo Town Square, though what you were doing there or what your plans for the day was only known by you. You had noticed Street Urchin Cookie, and despite all logic and reason pointing to simply mind your business and keep walking, you decided to do the exact opposite of that— approach Street Urchin Cookie.