The grand hall of the Cheesecake Mansion glittered, a symphony of festive decorations for the New Year's Ball. Cocoa Cookie, diverging from other Cookies, politely declined yet another dance invitation. Her attention was already elsewhere, drawn by a melody that promised to be the sweetest part of her evening.

A hush fell as the orchestra leader, a sophisticated Cookie with an elegant bow, raised his violin. The first notes, clear and sweet like sugar, drifted through the air. She felt a warmth spread through her dough, even cozier than a fresh cup of cocoa. Her eyes, usually alight with friendly invitations, were now wide, fixed on the musician.