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Davy woke up to Peter shaking him hurriedly.

"Peter,what's the matter?" He asked through a yawn.

"Davy, some one was in the house last night." Peter answered cconcen in his blue eyes. Davy looked at his friend.

"Yeah, Mike, Micky, you and me." Davy answered.

"No, someone other then us." Peter said grabbing the shorter mans arm and began to pull him to the door.

"Woah, slow down there Pete." Davy exclaimed as he stumbled a little over his own two feet.

"Someone was in the house last night and made cookies!" Peter said as he dragged Davy to the kitchen and pointed to the table. There in the middle was a plate with a few chocolate chip cookies on it. Davy looked at them.

"Peter, why would someone go through all the trouble of braking in just to leave us cookies?" he asked as he meandered over to the coffee pot.

"I don't know." Peter admitted then his eyes got wide and he jumped up and down like a little kid on Halloween "Do you think there where cookie elves?" Davy looked at the blond slightly confused.

"Cookie elves?" Dave repeated "Peter there-" he started to say but then shook his head it was of no use to try to tell Peter something that he wanted to believe in "maybe."

"Do you think they're safe to eat?" Peter asked as he picked one up and started to examine it.

"Why wouldn't it be?" Davy asked as he turned the coffee pot on and turned towards the table.

"Well you know in fairy tales if people eat anything make by fairies they get stuck in the fairy realm." Peter answered. Davy looked at Peter, it never cease to amaze him how much knowledge Peter had on different things.

"Is that so?" He asked going over and sitting down. Peter hummed as he continued to look at it.

"Morning." A voice said making Peter jump.

"Micky...don't do that!" He snapped lightly glaring at Micky as he walked over to the kitchen table.

"Sorry Pete, didn't mean to scare ya." Micky said "Are you going to eat that or just look at it?"

"Where did it come from?" Davy asked.

"I told you Davy ,a cookie elves brought them." Peter said. Micky snorted.

"What?' Peter asked.

"Nothing, nothing at all." Micky answered filling away Peters cookie elves statement to tell Mike later as he grabbed a cookie and took a bit.

"yummy." He announced through a mouth full. Peter and Davy needed no other coaxing and both of them took one.

"Theses are good." Davy said slightly surprised.

"Yeah, they are." Micky nodded as he grabbed a coffee cup and opened the fridge and grabbed the milk to wash down the cookie with.