disclaimer: All characters are the property of Marvel, except Jenny who is MINE.

The Hostess War
by Dizi

"I find it difficult to comprehend how an intelligent young woman such as yourself could fail to appreciate creme-filling."

"How can you not love marshmallow and chocolate?"

"I am more advanced chronologically and have a superior education."

"I have better taste and more good sense."

"There is no comparison in the mentioned attributes."

"And your point is?"

"The wonderful creamy goodness that is a Twinkie is not to be disparaged."

"I'm not putting it down. It's just not to my treat of choice."

"Twinkies are not to be considered a matter of choice. Twinkie is an indispensable food-group."

"Aren't you supposed to be a scientist?"

"How does your question relate to the subject at hand?"

"Did I mention the good sense thing?"

"If you would only try one, I'm sure you will come to understand the greatness of the Twinkie."

"I have tried them and I prefer Moonpies. I like marshmallow better."

"Here, just eat this one."

"Are you going to eat a Moonpie?"

"I fail to see why I shoud, I have Twinkies."

"And I have Moonpies. Why should I eat a Twinkie?"

"Creme-filling is much superior. I would would like to educate you as to this obvious conclusion. You are my friend, afterall."

"You should be grateful I don't care for Twinkies, then."

"Please?"

"No."

"But- but creme-filling..."

"Marshmallow."

"Creme-filling."

"Marshmallow."

"Creme-filling."

"Marshmallow."

"Creme-filling."

"Marshmallow."

"Creme-filling."

"Hank!" Jenny threw the Twinkie at him. "Do you want me eating your Twinkies? Or would you rather keep them to yourself?"

Hank's eyes went blank and it took him a moment to consider. He picked up a Moonpie and held it out to Jenny. "Have a moonpie."

"Thank you." Opening the package, she looked at him with calm eyes. "Did I mention the more good sense thing?"

"I believe you did, and you were completely accurate in your assessment. Though, you will never hear me repeat it in the presence of any other individual."

"Just as long as we both know. See, I'm a great friend."

"In light of your insightful point, may I ask how do I get rid of Bobby? He keeps taking all my Twinkies."

"I think you're stuck with him. It's probably your own fault. You probably converted him to Twinkies."

"Upon further introspection, you may be right. I did this to myself?"

"Yep, don't know how you got along without me. Need more milk?"

"Please."

note:

Just a fun little idea that had to be done. Tell me what you think of it.

Thanks for reading,
Dizi