After finishing the tour of Steve's home, Steve offered his new 'friends'
some cookies, that Blue's friend Magenta had given Blue and Steve.
Steve hummed a little song softly as he set the plastic plate of cookies on the floor. They smelled wonderful. It was the best gift Steve had recived, recently. And he was incredibly excited about eating them and sharing the morsels with Owen and David.
David and Owen were both incredibly fascinated about how everything in Steve's house was plastic. They mostly kept silent, and let Steve do most of the talking. Steve sat down on the floor cross legged in his stretchy khaki pants, and motioned for David and Owen to seat themselves as well. The teenagers did so, David then asked Steve. "Do you have a table?" Steve smiled and said, "Yes I do." There he began munching on a cookie.
The cookies were pink, like Magenta, and they were the yummiest things Steve had ever tasted. Steve slowly chewed his way around the edges of one, rolling his eyes back into his head, his face glowing with delight.
Owen and David began scarfing the cookies down. Steve noticed how the two boys were just shoving Magenta's cookies, into their mouths, not even chewing. They looked like pigs!
Now Steve is allways very generous and thoughtful of others. Though it ached him inside seeing the hard work that Magenta had put into the treats, and then watching the quickly carelessly dissapear.
Right then a angelic voice howled in Steve's head, it said to him. "Ohh Steeeeve....Those are your cookies..."...Steve bugged his eyes out and looked around. No-one was in the room, only Owen and David, who were still rapidly choking on cookies. The voice came to him again. "Steeeve...Those are your cookies..Take them, they're yours...Take themmm......"
Owen and David hadn't even noticed that Steve had stopped eating, they just went right on gulping, as if they would never stop. Then and there Steve made a decision. He stretched out his green shirt clad sleeve, and grabbed the plastic plate from the two teenager's reach. David and Owen gaped. They were shocked that Steve would take the cookies away from them.
Owen and David, being the pigs that they were, sat hungry still, glaring at Steve. Steve hugged the plate of 2 cookies left, protectively. Owen and David, stood up towering above Steve. "Hey. GIVE US THOSE TWO!" Owen said threateningly.
Steve grasped the plate even closer to his chest. He said in a soft but firm voice, that he'd never used before. "No."
David grabbed Owen's arm just before he was about to inlay his fist onto Steve's cowering head. "No, man, I have an even better idea." David said signaling Owen to the door. Owen was still upset, "You'll pay for this STEVE...!!" He hissed as he slammed the door as they exited...
Steve hummed a little song softly as he set the plastic plate of cookies on the floor. They smelled wonderful. It was the best gift Steve had recived, recently. And he was incredibly excited about eating them and sharing the morsels with Owen and David.
David and Owen were both incredibly fascinated about how everything in Steve's house was plastic. They mostly kept silent, and let Steve do most of the talking. Steve sat down on the floor cross legged in his stretchy khaki pants, and motioned for David and Owen to seat themselves as well. The teenagers did so, David then asked Steve. "Do you have a table?" Steve smiled and said, "Yes I do." There he began munching on a cookie.
The cookies were pink, like Magenta, and they were the yummiest things Steve had ever tasted. Steve slowly chewed his way around the edges of one, rolling his eyes back into his head, his face glowing with delight.
Owen and David began scarfing the cookies down. Steve noticed how the two boys were just shoving Magenta's cookies, into their mouths, not even chewing. They looked like pigs!
Now Steve is allways very generous and thoughtful of others. Though it ached him inside seeing the hard work that Magenta had put into the treats, and then watching the quickly carelessly dissapear.
Right then a angelic voice howled in Steve's head, it said to him. "Ohh Steeeeve....Those are your cookies..."...Steve bugged his eyes out and looked around. No-one was in the room, only Owen and David, who were still rapidly choking on cookies. The voice came to him again. "Steeeve...Those are your cookies..Take them, they're yours...Take themmm......"
Owen and David hadn't even noticed that Steve had stopped eating, they just went right on gulping, as if they would never stop. Then and there Steve made a decision. He stretched out his green shirt clad sleeve, and grabbed the plastic plate from the two teenager's reach. David and Owen gaped. They were shocked that Steve would take the cookies away from them.
Owen and David, being the pigs that they were, sat hungry still, glaring at Steve. Steve hugged the plate of 2 cookies left, protectively. Owen and David, stood up towering above Steve. "Hey. GIVE US THOSE TWO!" Owen said threateningly.
Steve grasped the plate even closer to his chest. He said in a soft but firm voice, that he'd never used before. "No."
David grabbed Owen's arm just before he was about to inlay his fist onto Steve's cowering head. "No, man, I have an even better idea." David said signaling Owen to the door. Owen was still upset, "You'll pay for this STEVE...!!" He hissed as he slammed the door as they exited...