What did you do?/Comfort Food/Mmm, Protein/Cravings/Milanos
Title: What Did You Do?
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Neopets
Challenge: #003: Cookies
Notes: Yes, I am addicted to Neopets. They’re cute. Sue me. All of the creatures mentioned are Petpets. They’re even cuter. This is a Flowper and this is a Candychan
Dawn stared in disbelief at the pile of creatures sitting on her bed. Willow grinned sheepishly, a plate of cookies in her hands.
“What did you do?” Dawn asked, looking between her laptop, the creatures and the plate.
“Well, I tried to get my order here faster. I know you like petpets, and it was for your birthday and a surprise.” Willow lowered her head, and lifted it higher. “Each cookie eaten reduces my guilt.”
A Flowper and a Candychan tugged a cookie off the plate and preceded to gobble it down.
“They like cookies.”
“No! Bad petpets!” Willow cried
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Title: Comfort Food
Word Count: 200
Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (movie/old cartoon versions)
Challenge: #003: Cookies
Notes: I love ‘em.
It was odd being in a sewer again. And slightly gross. Dawn decided she liked it better than the sewers in Sunnydale. Being surrounded by four turtles and a rat - well, it was like being back in Sunnydale. Mikey was trying to hit on her, Donny was trying to be funny, Leo was talking shop, and Raph was brooding - he reminded her of Angel. They reminded her of the Scoobies. Leo was Buffy, Donny was Willow, Mikey was Xander, and Splinter was Giles in a zen way. Hell, even Casey Jones was like Spike and Oz put together and April O’Neil reminded her of Cordy and Anya. Thank God there was no one who reminded her of herself.
“Hey, Donny?” Dawn tilted her head back.
“Yeah?” He called back.
“When you guys screw up do you make cookies?” She asked.
“We never screw up.” Raph snorted.
“Whatever, broody.” She tossed back.
“Dudes, pizza’s here!” Mikey yelled.
“Didja pay for it?” Donny asked.
“It was thirty seconds late! Thirty minutes or it‘s free.”
“So you guys don’t have a comfort food?” Dawn asked again
“My sons prefer greasy foods to sugary when they need to be comforted.” Splinter laughed.
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Title: Mmm, Protein
Word Count: 100
Fandom: Firefly
Challenge: #003: Cookies
Notes: none.
Willow set the cookies on the counter. Mal and Zoey were still mad about the incident with the last drop they had made and her using her magic. Neither of them liked it one bit. It scared Kaylee, Wash, and Simon. Inara, Shepard Book, River, and Jayne seemed ok with it, but he was only okay with it because he wanted to get in her pants.
“Have a cookie, ease my suffering?” Willow asked as Mal stormed past her.
“I still ain’t - cookie?” His head snapped around. “Where’d they come from?”
“My guilt.” Mal frowned. “Oh! Old protein packs.”
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Title: Cravings
Word Count: 200
Fandom: Lost
Challenge: #003: Cookies
Notes: None
Willow walked down the beach, her toes digging in the sand. The pregnant girl, Claire, rubbed her stomach.
“You ok?”
“Yeah, just - I still can’t believe it.” She gestured towards the wreckage.
“Yeah.” Willow fidgeted. “How’s the baby?”
“Hungry, like everyone else. I would kill for a chocolate chip cookie right now.” Claire sighed. “Not like I have a prayer of finding one on this island.”
Willow held her hand behind her back. She felt a individual package of cookies plop into her hand. Willow smiled as she handed it to Claire.
“Here, eliminate your suffering.”
“Where’d you get those?” Claire asked. “I can’t take these, they're yours.”
“Nope, you’re eating for two. I’m better at giving cookies than eating them.”
“You sure?”
“Yup.”
“Thanks!”
She was about ten feet away from Claire when Sawyer sidled up next to her. Willow rolled her eyes. She didn’t really like Sawyer.
“Hey there, Red.”
“Real original nickname, Sawyer. Or should I call you Scruffy Yellow?” Willow retorted.
“Brains and beauty, real good combination.”
“What do you want, Sawyer?”
“Where’s your stash? I saw the cookies. Nobody’s had cookies in weeks.”
“There’s no stash, Sawyer.”
“Bullshit. How‘d you get ‘em? Magic?”
“Yup.”
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Title: Milanos
Word Count: 200
Fandom: King Arthur (the movie version)
Challenge: #003: Cookies
Notes: Gotta love Milano cookies.
“Yo, Knight Boy, where are my cookies?” Faith demanded, stomping through the living room.
The shaggy haired time traveler tried to look innocent, but the crumbs were scattered all over his chest. He threw the empty container behind the sofa long before she reached him. Faith glared.
“I don’t care if your ass is supposed to help stop the next apocalypse, you are toast.” Faith growled.
“What are you talking about?” Tristan asked.
“I’m talking about my damn Milano minis.”
“What are those?”
“They’re what you’re wearing, T.” Faith said.
“Damn.” He sighed, hopping up and over the sofa.
“Tristan!”
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