Disclaimer…. I don't own ANYTHING (sadly)
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"That's it man," Robin said, raising his white flag of surrender, "I couldn't eat another cookie if you paid me."
Wally stood up and did his "victory dance" while Robin put his head down on his arm. Between the two of them was a large pile of a variety of cookies. The rest of the team had been standing by watching the two of them have a cookie eating contest.
"Just goes to show, you can't beat the speedster." Wally called back at Robin as he headed for the kitchen to grab some milk. The Team, minus Robin, followed him asking questions and just generally chatting. Wally was really only half listening, until he realized the danger they were all now in.
He stopped and turned dead white, slamming into Artemis.
Ignoring her indignant cries, Wally turned to face the Team.
"Guys," Wally began, "we just gave Robin who-knows-how-many cookies. Sugary cookies."
They didn't seem to understand until he explained further.
"Last time Robin and I were playing video games, he ate a mountain of junk food, and proceeded to 'playfully' try and kill me. That's why this place was a bomb site when you guys came home."
Looks of recognition had just come onto their faces when Wally ran past them into the living room.
"NO!" he gasped, because Robin was no longer sitting at the table.
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I don't own the original sugar-story either. That was a piece of writing done by Reading Nut Casserole called "Disaster, heavy on the Dis." I suggest reading it.
Oh, and by the way. Every review is a cookie that robin ate.