Disclaimer: Not mine :( I'm just borrowing them for a bit of pointless fluff
A/N: This is a one-shot drabble series of utterly pointless fluff, you have been warned.
Cookie Monster
"Root, what happened to all the cookies?" Shaw asks, holding up an empty box that once contained her favourite type of chocolate chip cookies, giving it a shake for emphasis. Root pokes her head up over the back of the couch, eyeing the flimsy tank top and boy shorts Shaw's wearing before finally looking at the box. She's ninety percent sure it's the same one she was had been eating out of the previous night but she'd been playing the Xbox at the same time so she was pretty distracted.
"I might have eaten them" she replies sheepishly, offering her an apologetic smile. She probably should have brought some more but up until now she hadn't thought about it. Shaw frowns, glaring at the box in her hand as if more cookies might magically appear if she glares hard enough. Though Root refrains from admitting it she finds Shaw's love of food incredibly endearing.
"I'll buy more" she offers but swallows when Shaw's glare shifts from the box to her.
"I was looking forward to these" she replies, the underlying threat in her tone clear and more than a little intimidating. Something about it reminds Root of a child who's just been told there's no more cookies in the jar because her parents had eaten them all. She imagines a young Sameen Shaw glaring up at her mom because she had been looking forward to her afternoon snack. The image makes her smile, she bet Shaw was a very formidable six year old.
"What are you going to do about it?" she replies teasingly, wondering if she can talk Shaw into playing with the cuffs again.
"Not that, you'd enjoy it far too much" Shaw replies, still glaring but there's a slight upturn on the corners of her lips, presumably as she remembers the other night.
"This is the third time now" Shaw warns, giving her a pointed look.
"Is it?" Root replies innocently, already knowing Shaw's probably right and the look she gives her tells her she knows it too.
"Oops" she shrugs and Shaw's eyes narrow. Root tries to keep the smirk off her face as Shaw stalks closer, stopping in front of her.
"I've already done it" she tosses the box at Root who struggles to catch it as she walks off to find another snack.
It isn't until she turns on the Xbox again she realises what Shaw means: she'd beaten Root's high score.
"Well played sweetie" she mumbles as she begins the game, determined to win her title back.