A/N: I came up with this idea today while I was eating my chocolate, and it revolves around what I said… which I will use in my story :P
Easter wasn't that exciting in the Truscott household, it usually consisted of Heather cooking (for once) and Lilly hanging around the house all day watching The Twilight Zone marathon. Lilly sighed as she watched a man being put on exhibit on an alien planet. "Honey, why don't you watch something… happier?" Heather peeked her head out of the kitchen to glance at Lilly slumped over lazily watching TV.
"No, the irony of this is too great. Besides the next episode is one of my faves, Ma, the one where this couple's car breaks down and they eat at this restaurant, and they encounter a 1¢ fortune teller," Lilly grabbed the cheese doodles next to her, and began munching on them.
"You watch that episode every holiday for every marathon. And stop being a pig, you'll ruin your appetite," Heather scolded before returning to her cooking.
Lilly stuck her tongue out at her mother, but only after she already exited the room. The doorbell rang the second Lilly began wiping the orange crumbs off herself. She got off the couch, burped loudly, and swung the door open.
"Hey Lilly! I've come to bring Easter cheer!" Miley invited herself inside, and presented a basket with all different chocolate goodies inside, along with some personalized dyed eggs.
"Great," Lilly reached into the basket and pulled out a chocolate bunny, "poor thing, doesn't even know what's coming," she bit off its head ferociously, then placed it neatly back in the basket.
"You okay Lilly?" Miley questioned as she walked further into the house, entering the living room.
"Just dandy, diddly dandy," Lilly responded, and dramatically flopped onto the flower-patterned couch. Miley eyed Lilly, until she gave up, "Fine! Easter's just boring, and Rod Serling is my only friend today."
"Well now you have me, and chocolate chicks!" Miley pulled out two chocolate chicks and handed one to Lilly.
"Mmh, I love eating chicks," Lilly licked her lips.
"Really?" Miley giggled at the double meaning, "what about kissing them?"
"Well sure, I'll kiss a chick," Lilly said confidently and kissed the beak of the cute chocolate baby bird.
"So no matter what type of chick, you'll kiss it?" Miley pursued on, seeing how long she could go before Lilly noticed.
"I don't see what the big deal with kissing a chick is…" Lilly's face changed immediately, and she mouthed, "Ohhh."
Miley giggled again, "Will you kiss this chick?" she puckered her lips together, waiting for Lilly's response.
"Well, why not," Lilly pecked Miley's lips, "happy?"
"Sort of… you said you love eating chicks too," Miley grinned, but then bit her bottom lip as well.
"Miley Stewart!" Lilly slapped Miley's arm, "my mother's in the next room… and let's go upstairs before she finishes cooking!"
A/N: And the line that I said was "I love eating chicks," cause I was eating one from Godiva, but after receiving weird looks, I realized what else that meant, ahaha.