Creme Brulee cookies situation. time:[11:00]

An cold morning again, our fellow pianist, Creme brulee cookie, is practicing. The cookies in the area could listen to his melody. The cookie was focusing while his eyes thought something different after finishing his practice for the 500th time, he looked at the window wondering again. Then he hears a little knock looking behind him as white chocolate waffle cookie, "Well well, look who's practicing just like he always does." Creme brulee turns around, "How did you get in?" White chocolate waffle cookie cleared his throat, "Anyways, what are you practicing? One of those sonatas or with the pianissimos again?" Creme brulee, "No, just- casual practicing." Wcw cookie tilted his head and lifted one eyebrow, "Casual doesn't sound like you brulee, perhaps just not feeling like playing?" Creme brulee sighs and answers, "I don't know. Though I do need some practicing for a hotel I will go to. I need to practice more but I keep messing up on that part." He pointed at the part where he got wrong a few times.

"Ah. the finale?" Wcw cookie scoffs, "Don't worry, it's just a finale. What is in your mind?" Creme brulee looks down on the keys pressing on one of them softly, "I- I don't know-." Wcw cookie says in a guess tone, "Let me guess, is it about a particular writer that maybe makes mystery novels 'wink wink?'" he guesses. Creme brulee rolls his eyes, "No it's not." Wcw cookie tsks, "Come on brulee, you know Linzer cookie, you really forgot about her?" Creme brulee sighs, "I haven't okay? It's just-. I play the finale and I-'' he sighs. Wcw cookie scoffs, "There is no 'finale' in love brulee. What if it's not the end?" Creme brulee sighed, "Please stop." Wcw cookie sighed in annoyance, "Alright kid, just checking on you. See you later." Creme brulee heard the door shut silently and spoke, "The finale was already settled White chocolate waffle cookie, it was already finished."

Linzer cookies situation. time:[11:30]

After the overwhelming success of her novel where she wrote the story of Mr. Waffle series. She was thinking about starting another book. Until someone knocked on her door. "Come in." A post owl gone in, it had a golden stamp and golden lining with a dash of black. "Hm?" She accepts the letter, It is a letter from the Hotel of historic crunches, an invite to their hotel. "Oh, the historic crunch hotel? Maybe this will give me some inspiration." She looks at her schedule once again, "This would be pretty nice. I should think about it." Someone knocked on her door. It was her editor, Sour blackberry jam cookie. "Hey, Linzer cookie, I saw the letter while the post owl was coming through the hall. Are you going to go to the hotel? Though there are still two months of break left after all." Linzer cookie giggles a little and asks, "How did you know about the hotel invitation?" Sour blackberry jam cookie clears his throat, "I got one as well. I can come and join." Linzer cookie smiles, "Oh? That is a surprise. Well when should we part?" Sour blackberry jam cookie replies, "I think tomorrow, how does it sound? My writer?" Linzer cookie spoke, "I don't really mind after all they said the invitations said it was recommended tomorrow so, sure."

{Next morning}

Creme brulee cookie's situation. time: [9:36~9:50]

Creme brulee cookie had packed his bags and practiced once again however he realized something got dropped from his piano. He widened his eyes and sighed. He placed the picture on the top of the piano, lifted his bags and left his house, Then started to go on a bus trip to the train station. It was in the morning after all he forgot that he didn't have any breakfast, so he went to the bakery shop and casually(?) bought a muffin. There was 1 hour and 20 minutes before the train would reach this station, so Creme brulee ate the muffin with his coffee casually(?). But then his pears hear a familiar voice in the distance almost talking to someone. He almost turned around, he resisted but he turned around anyways, It was Linzer cookie and Sour blackberry jam cookie.

Linzer cookie's POV and [9:31~11:00]

Me and my editor both packed our bags and rode the horse carriage to the train station. There were not many people in the station.

Sour blackberry jam(SBJ) cookie: "So, Linzer cookie, when is that train arriving?"

Linzer cookie: "Well, the invitation said it will come at eleven."

SBJ cookie: "Ah, that is a long time."

I scoff with a smile

Linzer cookie: "Have you not seen the time of arrival?"

SBJ cookie: "I honestly don't really bother looking at the time."

I laughed a little

Linzer cookie: "How did a person like you become my 2nd editor?"

SBJ cookie: "I just get the job done pretty easily. I mean, you did test me after all."

Sour Blackberry jam cookie thought a moment

SBJ cookie: "Why is it not busy in this station?"

Linzer cookie: "This station gets busy on holidays, not normal days. After all, it is a station for only special occasions."

SBJ cookie: "Ah, I see. I haven't really gone to stations like these before."

Linzer cookie: "This station is where I rode the special Christmas train that I spoke about while publishing the book a month ago."

SBJ cookie: "Well since we have a lot of time, care for a light meal?"

I smile and nod

Linzer cookie: "Sure, why not?"

Me and Sour blackberry jam cookie both go to a cafe and guess who was there while I was talking to Sour blackberry jam cookie?

I turned around and saw a Creme brulee cookie.

Linzer cookie: "Hm? What a coincidence."

Creme brulee cookie: "I- guess it is."

SBJ cookie: "Hm?"

He looked at Creme brulee closely.

SBJ cookie: "Are you Linzer's 'ex?'"

Creme brulee cookie: "oh uh yes, how did you?"

SBJ cookie: "Linzer cookie told me."

I sigh, who can stop the cheap mouth of Sour blackberry jam cookie.

Linzer cookie: "Are you perhaps going on the train to the historic crunches hotel?"

Creme brulee cookie: "Yes, I am. It's really a coincidence."

SBJ cookie: "You guys look like you did miss each other."

Creme brulee cookie: "Anyways, uh, are you going to eat?"

Linzer cookie: "Yes, we were going to. Oh forgot, this is Sour Blackberry jam cookie. My 2nd editor but right now the 1st editor due to the 1st gone on a trip to soda island."

SBJ cookie: "You can just call me SBJ."

Creme brulee cookie: "I heard about you, a pianist like me?"

SBJ cookie: "These days I am in the digital trend of music, but I do practice on traditional piano music."

Creme brulee cookie: "I see."

And I saw them going on and on about songwriters that are good like Moztart also songs of their own. I honestly felt left out but nevertheless I was looking at my notes trying to write something.

After a few hours it was 11:00, the train came and was going to depart in 18 minutes, so me, Creme brulee and Sour blackberry jam cookie all went into the train and sat on our seats that were ordered for us.

SBJ cookie: "Oh well, that is disappointing."

He shows his seat number to me. It was a train cart away.

Linzer cookie: "Oh well, see you in departure."

Creme brulee cookie: "...I guess I am sitting here huh?"

Linzer cookie: "You are? Well, how was your performance in the cookie world tour?"

Creme brulee cookie: "I don't really want to talk about that."

I tilted my head a little closing my notebook

Linzer cookie: "Oh, alright. You know it's sort of a coincidence that we are going to the same locations."

Creme brulee cookie: "Yeah, who would have known? Well, how was the novel?"

Linzer cookie: "Well after the overwhelming success, as well as having my break last week, I had time to think about the scenery of the next book, I can't seem to write it. The reason I decided to even go to the hotel is so that I can have some scenery inspiration."

Creme brulee cookie: "Hope there are not any mystery murder in the hotel."

I clearly knew he was trying to joke around.

Linzer cookie: I laughed. "Yes I hope. Although it will be interesting."

(word count 1394 words for only the part one)