Delicious Little Secret
A/N: This is a little beet OOC, but Mr. Ratburn was bound to have some kind of secret. Enjoy "Delicious Little Secret," then go enjoy some awesome chocolate chip cookie dough for yourself.
He left out the eggs for safety reasons, but he could never forget the chocolate chips, the brown sugar, the sifted flour, and the other ingredients that made chocolate chip cookie dough the delicious delicacy it was. The eggs were just a formality if you wanted to bake cookies, but that's not what Nigel wanted.
He took up a spoonful of the dough, sticking it in his mouth before the sticky dough could fall from the bottom of the spoon. He salivated so hard his cheeks hurt, and a smile formed on his face larger than any he could ever experience. He was in a moment of bliss…
And that's when the door of his classroom opened and his students walked inside.
He'd miscalculated. It was supposed to rain today at approximately eleven o'clock. Recess was to be a ten that morning, but a late test made them thirty minutes late. Fifteen minutes later, the rain started early, sending the students inside.
They'd never seen him like this. He smiled often, especially while assigning homework, essays, tests, pop quizzes, and projects. They'd seen him smile while working with his puppets, while he talked about his favorite subjects with his colleagues, and when he talked about his favorite television show.
But this chocolate-chip-cookie-dough-smile was one all its own, and the children were shocked.
"Return to your seats," he muttered, the spoon still in his mouth. The students tiptoed to their seats, careful not to disturb this awkward moment in their teacher's existence.
But the final person to walk through the door wasn't a student. Mr. Haney needed to deliver a special form to Mr. Ratburn, but he was immediately frozen, and his file folder hit the floor and slid to Mr. Ratburn's desk.
"Nigel, food isn't allowed outside the teacher's lounge."
"Sorry," Mr. Ratburn muttered, the spoon still firmly in his mouth, the last of the chocolate chips melting away on his tongue.
"Nigel, where's the rest of it? We've gone over this before. You're only supposed to do that at home," he whispered, hoping the students wouldn't hear.
"I'll get it back at the end of the day, right?" Mr. Ratburn asked. Mr. Haney nodded. Mr. Ratburn pulled the bowl from under his desk. Mr. Haney thanked him and left the room with dozens of eyes following him out before returning to their teacher. "Pop quiz!" he said, blushing as he quickly passed out a half-unfinished sheet of equations. The students groaned and the chocolate chip cookie dough incident was forgotten...for now.
Theme 086: Stolen Moments
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