Standard disclaimers apply here.
This has no point. Really. It's just another kidfic. The shortest yet. They're bbs again here, shortly after they met, so after The Monster in the Room but before The Glassmaker. I took a break from the other thing I'm working on (lolselfpromotionbutnotexactly?) because I accidentally closed the tab with the document I was editing and I lost all the changes and grrrrr frustrating. And I wanted to write a one-shot. Love to all who reviewed~.
sweet as sugar
She kept poking at it. His patience was wearing thin, mostly because he was so tired.
"Just eat it!" he snapped, and she jumped. She frowned at him, furrowing her brow. It took him a long time to realize that she was mimicking his expression. He only figured it out because at some point she slipped and had to compose herself, bringing the scowl back. "I'll leave you here," he threatened, which wasn't much of a threat at all. Lenalee knew her way around, but it was dark beyond the kitchen, and she didn't like the dark.
She couldn't sleep that night because she hadn't eaten supper; she was so hungry that she kept fidgeting, but kept going back and forth about getting up. Kanda - she was in his bed again - sat up, threw back the covers, and told her to stop that or leave. She stubbornly said she wouldn't do either, and he would have said more had her stomach not growled; it was so loud that they could both hear it.
Understanding that he would get no sleep unless she ate, he grabbed her hand and all but dragged her to the kitchen. The chef was asleep by then, but he'd forgotten to lock the door, so they sneaked in.
Lenalee's face lit up when she saw that he'd made cupcakes sometime during the day and eagerly grabbed one. Kanda wrongly assumed that this would be the end of it.
She had been looking at it, closely considering it, from nearly every angle before plucking at the paper. She still hadn't taken a bite when he snapped at her.
"No you won't," she returned, going back to her cupcake. She caught a bit of frosting on her finger and licked it off, seeing how sweet it was before she took a bite.
"I will," he grumbled, but didn't move. Instead, he waited an absurdly long time for her to take a single, full bite of it. "Stop playing with it."
"I'm not," she countered, a bit of frosting on her nose. She didn't notice, and took another, smaller bite.
"You're doing that on purpose," he accused tiredly. He punctuated it with a yawn.
"Maybe I am," she replied a touch mischievously, but echoed his yawn. He pushed away from the wall he was leaning against and she looked surprised. "You're not going."
"I am." He walked toward the door.
"Wait!" she cried, and ate the rest of the sweet in two bites. Lenalee then hastened to follow him, suddenly catching on. "You did that on purpose."
"So?"
"Hmph." She crossed her arms like Kanda had been; he paid no attention to that fact. He was satisfied that his quickly made up and executed plan worked.
That was, until they were lying in his bed again later. He was half asleep when -
"Ohhhhh," Lenalee moaned, holding her stomach.
"What?" Kanda asked, exhausted at this point.
"My stomach hurts." He was about to tell her to be quiet about it when she said, "I think it's because I ate that cupcake too fast."
He just couldn't win that night.