This entire thing was a stupid idea, cramming a whole bunch of cookies (some who are completely different, and some who are even rivals) into one giant house. Nobody really knows who came up with it exactly, and nobody really has the guts to complain.

The house consisted of about 3 floors, including a basement. Quite spacious and large, but a few cookies had already seen better. (Cough, madeleine cookie).

It was the middle of December, almost every cookie there was awaiting the impending arrival of Christmas Day. More and more gifts would occasionally begin to appear under the tree (props to Carol cookie for the decorations.)

Caramel Arrow Cookie was downstairs early one morning, having a somewhat normal chat with Espresso Cookie until she had mistakenly brought up the topic of magic to him. Causing him to rant on about how coffee magic is the only ‘efficient’ and ‘real’ form of magic. Mint Choco Cookie’s violin could be faintly heard somewhere else in the house, he always seemed to be practicing early.

“Well I think that’s quite silly- I don’t see how that could be tr—“ Caramel arrow spoke up, before being quickly shut down by the witty researcher.

“That’s coming from someone who doesn’t even understand the very basics of magic.” He huffed, pushing his glasses up. He was sitting on a desk nearby the couch caramel arrow was on. He was deep into his research, a cup of half-empty coffee sat beside him.

“You have literally zero evidence that could even back up such a thing!” Caramel Arrow retorted, finding his witty comebacks rather annoying.

“Calm your butts down!” A voice called out, it was carrot cookie. Of course she’d be up this early. She was leaning against the doorway with her pitchfork in hand, shaking her head. “Now now, we won’t get any work done with that attitude! No no!”

Espresso Cookie rolled his eyes, about to retort before noticing you emerging from your room behind carrot cookie. “Hmp.. good morning…” He was tapping his foot along quietly to the faint classical music.