Summary: A random fic. Short story, like anything you see in Archie comics, just no drawings.

It was another day in Riverdale High. Archie said hi.

"Hello, everyone!"

Mr. Weatherbee trembled. Gahh! Why did he go to school today? Why can't he stay home like any other day?... err… Saturday! Oh. Yeah. He always goes to school. Arrgh!

"Hello sir!"

The Bee smiled and started inching backwards. Darn. He's after me. Wait. Jughead's eating by his locker! That's not allowed! Me want cookie!

Archie smiled widely. "HELLO SIR! CAN YOU HEAR ME?"

"Me want cookie!"

Everyone went "Erm."

"I've got cookies!" Betty piped up.

"Ooh! Cookies! ME WANT COOKIE! ME WANT COOKIE! ME WANT COOKIE!"

"The Bee wants cookies! The Bee wants cookies! The Bee wants cookies! Yeah!"

"Cookie!" Mr. Weatherbee sprang on (a very surprised) Jughead and tried to gobble up the cookies. "Hey! No fair!" Juggie squealed. "Me want me cookies!"

"Me wantME cookies!" the Bee protested.

"No! ME cookies!" Juggie yelled.

"What in the blue blazes is going on?" Miss Grundy stomped out of her office angrily. "Chief! How can you behave like this?"

"My cookie!" Mr. Weatherbee whimpered.

"THIS ISN'T POSSIBLE! STUDENTS AND THE PRINCIPAL LOSING THEMSELVES OVER…" Miss Grundy paused to look. "Cookies?"

"Ooooh! Cookie!" the Bee exclaimed gleefully.

"I'll call caterers to settle this!" Veronica offered and ran off, glad to be spared of the embarrassment.

"I'll call the TV crew!" Reggie laughed. "It'll be hilarious!"

"COOKIE!" Jughead and Mr. Weatherbee squealed together.

"THIS IS RIDICULOUS!" Miss Grundy yelled. "Mrs. Phillips! You better lock the chief up in his office… and I'll take care of Jughead here." Miss Grundy gave Jughead a menacing look.

"Miss Grundy! The cookies…" Archie reminded her.

"Oh yeah! I'll eat them!" Miss Grundy grinned widely. Oh man! Cookies! Yay! "And Mr. Weatherbee, I'll expect you to report for detention later."

Later in detention…

"Cookie," Mr. Weatherbee whimpered.