Peach made the best chocolate chip cookies. It was no surprise that Pit was quick to gobble up as many as he could and stuff them into his mouth.
"You're like a monster." Dark Pit sipped his glass of milk. He knew how to enjoy cookies like a normal person unlike that savage with crumbs all over his face.
The blue eyed angel tried to speak but only crushed cookie bits came out. He picked up his drink and guzzled it down. "You say that like it's a bad thing. Cookie Monster is the best Sesame Street puppet!"
He would've rambled on about the fuzzy blue creature being his role model but the wails of a young smasher caught his attention.
A cookie rested on the floor next to Nana's boots. Princess Peach heard the girl's sobs and approached her as she cried into her gloved hands.
"It's okay, sweetie, I'm making another batch and I'll let you be the first to try some, alright?" She took the female climbers hand and lead her into the kitchen.
Dark Pit noticed that his twin's attention had drifted to the ground. Red eyes scanned the floor for whatever had caught his sights.
He wouldn't dare.
"No."
"But."
"Don't."
"Floor cookies give you health!" With one fluid motion, the angel dove onto the floor and slid over to the dropped chocolate chip cookie.
He would.