Molly was kneeling on the chair, her tongue sticking out in concentration, as she slowly and carefully piped icing onto the gingerbread house in front of her. Flour covered her face, and her hair, and her clothes, and the kitchen in general, as she had previously helped Mohinder with the gingerbread dough. Mohinder was currently making another batch of cookies, chocolate chip ones this time, and he smiled over at Molly as he put a tray down on the counter. Matt snatched a cookie of it, nibbling it as he sat down across from Molly. She put the icing down and looked up at him.
"Your not supposed to be eating those. They're for the party."
"And I didn't see you sneak some of the dough, did I?" He asked as he finished the cookie. He picked up another thing of icing and started working on the other side of the house.
"Nope. You didn't," she responded, grabbing a couple of Christmas colored M&M's and sticking them onto the line of icing. "Hey look!" she exclaimed, pointing to the little m on the piece of candy. "They have an m on it! And they're called M&M's! For Matt and Mohinder!" She smiled and held it out across the table for Matt to examine. Mohinder wiped his hands on his apron and came over. She handed him a green one.
"But what about you?" he asked as he looked it over before popping it into his mouth.
"Yeah. It needs another M. They should be called M&M&Ms. For Matt and Mohinder and Molly." She put the little circular candy down on the table, took the icing in her hands, and attempted to write two more m's on it. However, it turned out looking more like a blob than two m's. She pouted.
Mohinder ran back into the kitchen, searched through the cupboards until he found a toothpick, and then hurried back to Molly. "This might work."
She put some frosting on the tip of the toothpick, and with the same devout concentration as she had piped the icing on with, wrote two more m's on either side of the other one. "There!" she exclaimed, bouncing up and down in her chair. "It's an M&M&M!"
Later that day as all of their friends squeezed into their small apartment, the gingerbread house stood in the center of the table, the gingerbread itself not even visible beneath a layer of M&M's, all of them having two extra m's written on.