Jingle Zell
Operation: Infiltrate the Kitchen!
The camcorder's view was fuzzy but a few quick taps had it up and running clearly. Along with the blessed words of 'aw come on you piece of crap!'
" Seifer that isn't exactly what I would call a 'stealth' move." Squall warned in sharp whispers "Can it already!"
"Fine asshole." He whispered back as they tiptoed inside searching around for anything that they could grab, eat and run without making any more noise. Their dear wives had not noticed them sneaking out of a boring game of scrabble to look for a few Christmas sweets to indulge in but all it took was one simple foul up, and the fun was over.
Seifer giggled to himself, obsessed with the idea that after an afternoon of ladle beatings, he was still going to rob the very thing that Yuna would nearly faint over once she saw was gone. Her prize winning Christmas cookies. The type with the decorative icing on top. Always soft and warm with no friggin pecans on the inside. He could taste them already.
" You know this is somewhat odd." Squall stopped to reflect right in the middle of their infiltration.
" What the-? Oh great and you tell ME to be quiet." Seifer whispered as he was about to give up on Squall
" Dude were in our mid twenties. This is the type of stuff we did as kids. We could never ask matron so politely back then or even use the forlorn/sad eyes trick. As adults we shouldn't have to sink back to petty theft."
" Well speaking of matron, clearly she is not weak minded Foolish dung. Such kindergarten tricks do not follow the ways of the Jedi." He shushed Squall as he continued while lowly whistling his personal 'anthem' the star wars theme much to Squall's annoyance.
" Whatever-ulp! That's 190 million times in a row in one night I said it unconsciously. I wish Guinness records could send me prize money or something soon so I can clear off that debt."
" Or so we can buy our own cookies." Seifer moaned. Squall chuckled.
" Man do I ever remember those days. When we were little kids we would argue with Matron just because she wouldn't let us have any donuts or hot dogs. I said when I have my own damned house and money I'll stuff a hundred éclairs down and right in front of her face just to let her know."
" I was so hungry." Seifer whimpered
" Correction, you were too busy stuffing my head down the toilet, and making me refer to you as the drain reaper."
" Oh yeah I forgot about that." Seifer scratched his head" Good times man?"
After years of being bullied, he found very hard to agree on but looking at Seifer the way he was right then. Sheesh, even crybaby professional athletes never shed tears this bad.
"Yeah...good times." He finally gave up and hugged him. Seifer continued sniffling.
"All right dawg you gotta cut out the whimpering. It's an insult to my man status in a position like this.
meanwhile...in the living room.
"Pastafazooola is NOT an English word!" Wakka tried to calm him down but Barrett screamed it to the top of his lungs for the 39th time. His vocal chords were on the verge of running dry as sweat drops spread on his face. He wore the meanest grill on his face he had ever made in life.
" All right. Calm down before your blood pressure hits the roof Mr.T." Kiros warned
" That bit-woman ain't playin fair!" he slammed his hands upon the carpet, and they were smarting crimson red with pain afterwards.
" Besides were using the Spira dictionary." Wakka and Maroda noted simultaneously
" You mean were using Hyne dictionary." Rinoa corrected giving the others rude and uncaring looks as she leafed through to prove herself correct. Wakka moved over to whisper to her.
" But you said before we were using Spir-"
" Shush you dolt! Do you want to see me lose?"
" Well now that you mention it... "
" Why you little traitor!"
Lulu and Rikku stared back and forth at an argument that was getting out of control.
" Uhh. I'm going to see if I still left any of my things in the kitchen." Rikku nodded then ducked out
back in the kitchen...
There was no shame in it at all of course. Not when you were family, and that was a bond that gave her the right to a bite any time that she wanted. She hadn't eaten much for the longest time and deserved food more than the well built figures of the mischievous midnight snack thieves Squall and Seifer. She particularly fancied Yuna's Christmas cookies. A big improvement from last year and indeed award winning. No pecans though so it was a shame, and a bit too much icing, but who was she to be such a big critic? Food was food, and it was a better choice than what she had to undergo for purposes of diet the whole of last week so she was also betraying her doctor, but oh well. A person could always afford to break her obligations once in awhile without hurting anyone. She wouldn't even pig out either. It was just going to be one simple cookie.....
She flicked on the kitchen lights, confused as to the source of the blubbering noise.
The weekend that he ruined was the incident that brought it all to stand off. She didn't even know why she baked all twenty seven of them just the way he liked them. No pecans, his favorite icing, and all of the things that said 'him'. The project went an entire hour out of the way of her cooking. So she would still have quite a few things left to prepare. She looked at herself in the mirror and laughed. Like it would be very soon that he finally decided to come back. She knew that she was kidding herself.
They used to do so many things together in their first few years of marriage. Even when they didn't go on trips, bug each other at work or make home in the comfort of their own home all the time after an exhausting day. They would go through the more grueling moments as a duo.