Hey! It's DS back for another drabble!!!!

It's about cookies.

Um… yeah… NC said we should do one based on a word, and the first one we found was 'cookies'…

DISCLAIMER- I own no cookies (or DNAngel).

Title- "Cookies"

Inspiration- the word "cookies". XD

Rating- ?

Warnings- The thoughtless slaughter of innocent cookies.


Okay, so Satoshi was baking cookies one day… yeah, you might want to read that again to let it sink in. Satoshi. Baking. Cookies. Strange, yes, but true…

In any case, Daisuke just happens to walk in (as Daisuke's are apt to do), and just stares at this scene. Is he sleeping? Is this a dream? Why would Satoshi be making cookies? Things just weren't adding up. It disrupted the natural order of things. Nothing was right with the world anymore!

Wondering if he should start preparing for the Armageddon, Daisuke decided to voice his opinions in a question. "Hiwatari-kun, what are you doing?"

Satoshi didn't even turn around, which showed that he either expected Daisuke to be there or didn't care--or had gone deaf, but Daisuke doubted that—before saying, "Baking."

"…" This was not quite the answer Dai had been trying to get. It still made no sense with the natural order of the world. "Um…why?"

Without missing a beat, Sato answered, "I like cookies." Dai stared for a moment, but Sato went on. "Actually, I bake a lot when I need to clear my mind.

Told you he was creepy. Dark laughed. Dai ignored him. "Oh… um…"

"It bores Krad to sleep." Sato said bluntly.

"Oh!" This made more sense, and made Daisuke feel as though peace had been restored to the world. Of course! Bore them… it was perfect. "Maybe you could teach me, so Dark'll leave me alone!"

NOOOO!!!!!! Dark mentally screamed. Daisuke, you can't start baking—it'll mess with your mind! You'll go crazy! People will mistake you for a planetarium!

'What?' Dai asked, giving a small laugh which Sato, again, either ignored or became deaf to. 'What are you talking about?'

...I don't know…Dark started to wonder about this. I don't know…

Sato, meanwhile, had started going through cookie cutters. He tossed several aside (which shows why his apartment is a mess!) and one almost hit Daisuke in the head. Dai just narrowly avoided a head-on collision, but something seemed weird about that cookie cutter, so he picked it up…

...it's ME… Indeed, it was a Dark-shaped cookie cutter, complete with wings and everything. Daisuke stared at it as a heart-shaped cutter bounced off the wall next to him and collided with a star-shaped one. After a minute or two, the danger had passed, and Satoshi paused in his quest to see why Daisuke had gone quiet.

"Oh," he said, seeing Daisuke with the cookie cutter. "That was a gift from Father…"

"Was it?" Daisuke said, still staring. "It looks like it's been used before…"

Satoshi shrugged. "Krad likes to bite his head off sometimes." He had apparently in this time made several different cookies, put them on a sheet, and was now sliding them into the oven. He took some of the extra dough, an offered it to Daisuke. "Want some cookie dough?"

"...okay…" Daisuke took the cookie dough from him, wondering inwardly if it was actually edible or not. I wouldn't eat that if I were you, Dark warned, watching it through Dai's eyes warily. It's probably poisoned…

'Hiwatari-kun wouldn't give me a poisoned cookie.'

Dai? He gave you a cookie he made, it's suicidal either way.

"Oh, by the way," Satoshi said, going through the refrigerator. "This one's for Dark." He handed him a cookie from a plate he'd covered in plastic wrap… which had been cut with the Dark cookie cutter, but part of the head had broken off.

"What happened to his head?" Daisuke asked, noting that it didn't have any bite marks or anything.

Satoshi frowned. "I… um…" he frowned. "Krad didn't like that cookie, let's just leave it at that."

WHAT DID HE DO TO THE COOKIE!?!?!?!? Dark asked, watching it as if expecting it to leap at him.

'I dunno,' Daisuke said, finally trying the batter. His eyes grew wide.

Kid? You okay?

"…it's better than Mom's…"


Muhahaha… randomness. Not my favourite, but… yeah. Some of it was fun, though. I liked the cookie cutter.

I like cookies… I would eat Satoshi's cookies!

YES! Let's all eat Satoshi's cookies!

I'll take the heart-shaped.

Fine… gives cookies to readers You can have another if you—

REVIEW!

Um… yeah…

I win.

Do not.

Yessss… (like a sugar-high Satoshi!)

-blinks- Okay… anyway, see ya, people!

Hehe.