Coming from the city, Chestnut Purée Cookie stepped off the Balloon Dock, her patched dress rustling gently. In one hand, she clutched a large threaded sewing needle while a brown pin cushion with three pins swayed at her hip. On one arm she was hplding the Wooly Guinea Pig.

"Ah, the Cookie Kingdom! So full of... well, Cookies!" Chestnut Purée Cookie murmured. "Mont Blanc Cookie mentioned it was quite grand. I'm sure I'll find her Maison Marron in no time at all. She's probably busy with her designs."