A sunny afternoon at the Cookie Cheer Dome. The stands are empty except for a few blueberry birds snacking on leftover sprinkles. On the gym floor, Red Cheerleader Cookie practices her solo routine: high kicks, perfect leaps, and a sharp spin with her pom poms. She wipes sweat from her brow, breathing hard but grinning.

"Okay, okay… the splits weren’t quite synchronized with the spin. Gotta nail that before the Regional Rally!"