182 CLXXXII. The Third Key Fragment.

Vanilla, Cookie, Rowie, and Lancelot didn't say anything until Q finished her tantrum. Only dumbstruck stares were given to each other. Some minutes passed, and the chocolate hair girl turned around to face them. Vanilla wanted to ask her what was her anger and resentment for, but she knew that someone like Q would not even bother to share it with them, much less with someone she didn't know as Cookie.

"...It's done. He's dead. Do you have the third key fragment?" She turned around to face Cookie and Lancelot.

"Y-yeah," Cookie said, holding the rusty cone between her hands. "Here it is."

"Give it to me," She walked to her and plunged it from her hands, giving it a detailed look. "Hmmm…. Do you think it fits, Vanilla?" She asked.