AN: HELLO, Charli here. This is being written as a challenge from A Girl Called Candice. Some bits are her idea, I don't own
them. Nor do I own anything you recognise. However, I do own the Magic Cookies, which you'll get if you review ^_^ Just not
the strawberry ones (I like strawberry)
Summary: Numair bakes some magic cookies, that malfunction and wreck havoc on our poor heroes. Then they VANISH!! Who stole
the cookies from the cookie jar?? K/D fluff (well, it's suppossed to be) ^_^
Chapter 1: The recipe
Numair was bored. Although there was the Scanran war he had nothing to do. Therefore, he was looking through old library
spell books trying to find something inter..
What was this? A magic cook book. Looks intruiging. He flipped to the index. He was...unnerved by what he found
page 113 treats that make you INVISIBLE!!
page 115 cakes that make you BREATHE FIRE UNTIL SOMEONE (insane) REVERSES THE SPELL
page 117 Cookies that send you places
page 118 Delicious DEADLY POISON
page 121 pancakes KABOOM!!!!!!!
page 123 cheap APHRODISIAC
That looked scary, maybe he should tell King Jonathan. Although...it couldn't hurt...not just one little...the cookies one
didn't look too bad.... It wasn't even in block capitals NO, experiment first, tell King later. Maybe he could even give one
to Daine...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Calling Keladry of Mindelan bored was an understatment if there ever was one. The war was going on still so most of her friends
were away on business (business??). Though _she_ was stack here, and she had NOTHING TO DO!!! It was her punishment for crossing
the Vassa: running New Hope refugee camp until she was needed. Even though, she wasn't exactly needed here. Neal, Seaver, Dom
all gone. It was sickening.
She sighed and went back to glaive practice.
~*~*~*~*~*~
By now Numair was really fed up. NOT only was his black robe completly covered in flour, soot & baking powder (which reacted
chemicly with the water on there), the cookie recipe was almost as difficult as some spells that were the tests for the black
robe. Hardly anything simple, not much any sane person would want in a cookie mixture. Blood from a stormwing's feather, was
the most arcane (although, rest assurred, there was some flour, butter & sugar aswell). Infact, the only thing he didn't have
were the griffin feathers. Hmm, Keladry of Mindelan had griffin feathers...Though she was out at New Hope, probably bored out
of her skull.
He hit himself on the head. Kel would NOT appreciate being dragged down here just to contribute to a cookie mixture. Maybe
someone else had griffin feathers...or maybe he could as Daine to fly over there and ask for some griffin feathers. Or maybe
(better yet) he could fly over there himself, with the cookie mixture. They could even test them at New Hope...
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Let me get this straight. You want to fly to New Hope and ask one of my best knights about COOKERY!!" No, King Jonathan was
not impressed. Though perhaps he would be if Numair had umm _remembered_ to tell Jon that the cookies were magical. Daine
looked like she was trying-very-hard-but-failing-miserably not to laugh. Thayet looked amused and Gary looked like he was
swallowing a watermellon whole (I don't know how this would look, or why Gary's looking like it. I thought it would be
interesting). Altogether, the outlook of him being able to ask Kel for the feathers looked well umm, quite bleak.
"Come on Jon, she's been cooped up there since Midwinter. Girl deserves a break." That was Gary, who now appeared to have
swallowed his watermelon & was gasping for breath.
"And that has what to do with cookery?"
"Think about it. When Numair gets his cookery tips for our Lady Knight, he gives her a message, telling her to come here to
get summons."
"I like it" Numair added quickly. If you want cookies, it's normally good to agree with the prime minister.
"You SHUT UP!" Jon was still not impressed.
From the back of the hall, newlyweds Raoul and Buri of Goldenlake & Malories Peak sighed. God it was going to be a LOOOONG day
~*~*~*~*~*~
AN: WOOHHHHOOOOO!!! First chappie DONE! Any way, loved it, hated it. Tell me so. No objections to flames. Now, that little
blue button is calling you...it is saying press me or insane Charli gets me (and that is an absolutly awful fate for those
who were wondering ^_~). Anything I got wrong, tell me. Critisism much needed (and appreciated). Oh yeah, and I want ONE
review. Last time I got none. come on, you can do (much) better than that!! ^_^
them. Nor do I own anything you recognise. However, I do own the Magic Cookies, which you'll get if you review ^_^ Just not
the strawberry ones (I like strawberry)
Summary: Numair bakes some magic cookies, that malfunction and wreck havoc on our poor heroes. Then they VANISH!! Who stole
the cookies from the cookie jar?? K/D fluff (well, it's suppossed to be) ^_^
Chapter 1: The recipe
Numair was bored. Although there was the Scanran war he had nothing to do. Therefore, he was looking through old library
spell books trying to find something inter..
What was this? A magic cook book. Looks intruiging. He flipped to the index. He was...unnerved by what he found
page 113 treats that make you INVISIBLE!!
page 115 cakes that make you BREATHE FIRE UNTIL SOMEONE (insane) REVERSES THE SPELL
page 117 Cookies that send you places
page 118 Delicious DEADLY POISON
page 121 pancakes KABOOM!!!!!!!
page 123 cheap APHRODISIAC
That looked scary, maybe he should tell King Jonathan. Although...it couldn't hurt...not just one little...the cookies one
didn't look too bad.... It wasn't even in block capitals NO, experiment first, tell King later. Maybe he could even give one
to Daine...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Calling Keladry of Mindelan bored was an understatment if there ever was one. The war was going on still so most of her friends
were away on business (business??). Though _she_ was stack here, and she had NOTHING TO DO!!! It was her punishment for crossing
the Vassa: running New Hope refugee camp until she was needed. Even though, she wasn't exactly needed here. Neal, Seaver, Dom
all gone. It was sickening.
She sighed and went back to glaive practice.
~*~*~*~*~*~
By now Numair was really fed up. NOT only was his black robe completly covered in flour, soot & baking powder (which reacted
chemicly with the water on there), the cookie recipe was almost as difficult as some spells that were the tests for the black
robe. Hardly anything simple, not much any sane person would want in a cookie mixture. Blood from a stormwing's feather, was
the most arcane (although, rest assurred, there was some flour, butter & sugar aswell). Infact, the only thing he didn't have
were the griffin feathers. Hmm, Keladry of Mindelan had griffin feathers...Though she was out at New Hope, probably bored out
of her skull.
He hit himself on the head. Kel would NOT appreciate being dragged down here just to contribute to a cookie mixture. Maybe
someone else had griffin feathers...or maybe he could as Daine to fly over there and ask for some griffin feathers. Or maybe
(better yet) he could fly over there himself, with the cookie mixture. They could even test them at New Hope...
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Let me get this straight. You want to fly to New Hope and ask one of my best knights about COOKERY!!" No, King Jonathan was
not impressed. Though perhaps he would be if Numair had umm _remembered_ to tell Jon that the cookies were magical. Daine
looked like she was trying-very-hard-but-failing-miserably not to laugh. Thayet looked amused and Gary looked like he was
swallowing a watermellon whole (I don't know how this would look, or why Gary's looking like it. I thought it would be
interesting). Altogether, the outlook of him being able to ask Kel for the feathers looked well umm, quite bleak.
"Come on Jon, she's been cooped up there since Midwinter. Girl deserves a break." That was Gary, who now appeared to have
swallowed his watermelon & was gasping for breath.
"And that has what to do with cookery?"
"Think about it. When Numair gets his cookery tips for our Lady Knight, he gives her a message, telling her to come here to
get summons."
"I like it" Numair added quickly. If you want cookies, it's normally good to agree with the prime minister.
"You SHUT UP!" Jon was still not impressed.
From the back of the hall, newlyweds Raoul and Buri of Goldenlake & Malories Peak sighed. God it was going to be a LOOOONG day
~*~*~*~*~*~
AN: WOOHHHHOOOOO!!! First chappie DONE! Any way, loved it, hated it. Tell me so. No objections to flames. Now, that little
blue button is calling you...it is saying press me or insane Charli gets me (and that is an absolutly awful fate for those
who were wondering ^_~). Anything I got wrong, tell me. Critisism much needed (and appreciated). Oh yeah, and I want ONE
review. Last time I got none. come on, you can do (much) better than that!! ^_^
