Baking Cookies
Disclaimer - I don't own POTO or Sherlock Holmes characters, but I do own a deerstalker cap ^_^ Then, I don't own Nestle chocolate chips. Also, I don't own any name brand stuff I mention. R&R please.
(They're sitting in Jessica's living room 5 days before Christmas)
Raoul: I'm bored. Let's make cookies.
Watson: I like cookies.
Julia: **Pulls out Nestle chips** let's make Nestle Tollhouse Cookies!
Christine: I love making cookies!
Jessica: This cannot be a good idea.
Sherlock: It may be amusing.
Erik: If we must make cookies let's make some sugar cookies too.
Everyone: **Blinks**
Erik: What? You can make sugar cookies into different shapes.
Jessica: I want to make sugar cookie sculptures!
Erica: Can I make one like the Punjab lasso?
Stephanie: Fire shaped cookies! Yes!
Sherlock: Okay everyone, to the kitchen.
(They all go into the kitchen and Raoul, Christine, Watson, and Julia are making the chocolate chip cookies while Jessica, Stephanie, Sherlock, Erik, and Erica are making sugar cookies.)
Jessica: Let's see, we need sugar, water, eggs, vanilla, and some other stuff.
Erica: Hurry up; I wanna play with the dough!
Sherlock: This was never my favorite part of Christmas.
Stephanie: The oven is hot like fire. **Smirking**
Erik: While you guys were talking I finished the batter. Who wants to stir?
Erica: I do! **Takes the bowl and stirs**
(Meanwhile on the other side of the kitchen)
Watson: **Wearing a bowl on his head** cookies! Cookies! Cookies!
Raoul: **Hitting bowl with a spoon** Does this hurt?
Watson: Nope!
Julia: C'mon Christine, we'll make the cookies!
Christine: Yay! Cookies!
Julia: **Making up her own song** Cookies are funny to make! Cookies are good to bake! Cookies come from a happy place! I love cookies!
Christine: **Starts to sing along and they make the batter**
(On the other side of the kitchen)
Jessica: Look! I made a cookie shaped like a magnifying glass.
Sherlock: I made a pipe. **Snickers**
Erik: I made a pipe organ, a music sign, a mask, and a church.
Erica: I made lots of Punjab lassos! **Shows them about 40 Punjab lasso cookies**
Jessica: You work really efficiently.
Erica: I know. **Smiles really wide**
Stephanie: I made fire shaped cookies.
(They get ready to put the cookies in the oven at the same time)
Raoul: Our cookies should go in first!
Erik: No ours!
Sherlock: We'll settle this by playing a game of chutes and ladders. Raoul you will play against Erica.
Erica: How come I have to play?
Sherlock: Because I said so.
Erica: **Shrugs her shoulders** Okay.
(They play the game and Erica wins)
Julia: I hate you Raoul! **Hits him with a cookie tray and he falls to the ground**
Christine: **Goes to get Pengy** Raoul darling? Are you okay?
Raoul: I see pretty colors. **Grabs Pengy**
Everyone: O_o
Stephanie: **Looking at the oven** I like hot things. Fire, heh, fire.
(Twenty minutes later the cookies are done)
Jessica: **Takes a cookie** Okay, let's have a taste. **Takes a bite** these are really good!
Everyone: **Takes one** Mmm.
Watson: Now our cookies go in the oven! Yay! **Puts the cookies in**
(Twenty minutes later their cookies are done)
Everyone: **Takes a cookie** Eww!
Jessica: These are disgusting! They're so salty! Nasty!
Julia: **Looking at recipe** Oops, it says one teaspoon of salt, I put one tablespoon.
Sherlock: These are wretched. **Throws them away**
Raoul: Hey! I liked those.
Everyone: O_o
Erik: You are insane fop.
Stephanie: Can I take the cookies outside and burn them?
Everyone: YES!
Stephanie: **Takes cookies outside and she burns them** Fire! Bwa hahahahahaha!
(Later that night everyone's sitting around downstairs in the living room)
Sherlock: You know what would make this perfect?
Jessica: Minus the two fops and maybe some Christmas music?
Sherlock: Well aside from that.
Stephanie: A fire!
Sherlock: Precisely.
Jessica: The wood's outside. Come with me Sherlock. **They go outside and bring in some wood for the fireplace**
Erik: This seems like the kind of Christmas that other people should experience.
Christine: Yea, I agree.
Raoul: **Referring to the fire** Look at the pretty colors!
Stephanie: I love fire. **Lights matches and throws them into the fire that's already blazing** Burn baby burn!
Jessica: Can we put on some Christmas music?
Everyone: **Various phrases like, "Sure why not?" and "Okay" or "Whatever."**
Jessica: **Gets a Christmas CD and puts it into the CD player** I love Christmas time, it's so relaxing.
Sherlock: Come over here **She sits next to him and he puts his arm around her shoulder** this is what Christmas should be, spending time with the people who you care about.
Watson: Yay! You still care about me. in that platonic kind of way.
Sherlock: I meant Jessica, but I suppose I mildly care you're around.
Raoul: I care about you Watson. in that platonic kind of way.
Watson: Yay!
Christine: Raoul, look up.
Raoul: Okay? **Looks up and realizes he's under the mistletoe** Come here Chrissie!
Christine: Okay. **Walks over and they kiss**
Everyone: O_o
Jessica: **Looks at the clock** It's late, let's all hit the sack.
(Everyone goes into their rooms and go to sleep with the Christmas music playing softly and the fire flickering)
Disclaimer - I don't own POTO or Sherlock Holmes characters, but I do own a deerstalker cap ^_^ Then, I don't own Nestle chocolate chips. Also, I don't own any name brand stuff I mention. R&R please.
(They're sitting in Jessica's living room 5 days before Christmas)
Raoul: I'm bored. Let's make cookies.
Watson: I like cookies.
Julia: **Pulls out Nestle chips** let's make Nestle Tollhouse Cookies!
Christine: I love making cookies!
Jessica: This cannot be a good idea.
Sherlock: It may be amusing.
Erik: If we must make cookies let's make some sugar cookies too.
Everyone: **Blinks**
Erik: What? You can make sugar cookies into different shapes.
Jessica: I want to make sugar cookie sculptures!
Erica: Can I make one like the Punjab lasso?
Stephanie: Fire shaped cookies! Yes!
Sherlock: Okay everyone, to the kitchen.
(They all go into the kitchen and Raoul, Christine, Watson, and Julia are making the chocolate chip cookies while Jessica, Stephanie, Sherlock, Erik, and Erica are making sugar cookies.)
Jessica: Let's see, we need sugar, water, eggs, vanilla, and some other stuff.
Erica: Hurry up; I wanna play with the dough!
Sherlock: This was never my favorite part of Christmas.
Stephanie: The oven is hot like fire. **Smirking**
Erik: While you guys were talking I finished the batter. Who wants to stir?
Erica: I do! **Takes the bowl and stirs**
(Meanwhile on the other side of the kitchen)
Watson: **Wearing a bowl on his head** cookies! Cookies! Cookies!
Raoul: **Hitting bowl with a spoon** Does this hurt?
Watson: Nope!
Julia: C'mon Christine, we'll make the cookies!
Christine: Yay! Cookies!
Julia: **Making up her own song** Cookies are funny to make! Cookies are good to bake! Cookies come from a happy place! I love cookies!
Christine: **Starts to sing along and they make the batter**
(On the other side of the kitchen)
Jessica: Look! I made a cookie shaped like a magnifying glass.
Sherlock: I made a pipe. **Snickers**
Erik: I made a pipe organ, a music sign, a mask, and a church.
Erica: I made lots of Punjab lassos! **Shows them about 40 Punjab lasso cookies**
Jessica: You work really efficiently.
Erica: I know. **Smiles really wide**
Stephanie: I made fire shaped cookies.
(They get ready to put the cookies in the oven at the same time)
Raoul: Our cookies should go in first!
Erik: No ours!
Sherlock: We'll settle this by playing a game of chutes and ladders. Raoul you will play against Erica.
Erica: How come I have to play?
Sherlock: Because I said so.
Erica: **Shrugs her shoulders** Okay.
(They play the game and Erica wins)
Julia: I hate you Raoul! **Hits him with a cookie tray and he falls to the ground**
Christine: **Goes to get Pengy** Raoul darling? Are you okay?
Raoul: I see pretty colors. **Grabs Pengy**
Everyone: O_o
Stephanie: **Looking at the oven** I like hot things. Fire, heh, fire.
(Twenty minutes later the cookies are done)
Jessica: **Takes a cookie** Okay, let's have a taste. **Takes a bite** these are really good!
Everyone: **Takes one** Mmm.
Watson: Now our cookies go in the oven! Yay! **Puts the cookies in**
(Twenty minutes later their cookies are done)
Everyone: **Takes a cookie** Eww!
Jessica: These are disgusting! They're so salty! Nasty!
Julia: **Looking at recipe** Oops, it says one teaspoon of salt, I put one tablespoon.
Sherlock: These are wretched. **Throws them away**
Raoul: Hey! I liked those.
Everyone: O_o
Erik: You are insane fop.
Stephanie: Can I take the cookies outside and burn them?
Everyone: YES!
Stephanie: **Takes cookies outside and she burns them** Fire! Bwa hahahahahaha!
(Later that night everyone's sitting around downstairs in the living room)
Sherlock: You know what would make this perfect?
Jessica: Minus the two fops and maybe some Christmas music?
Sherlock: Well aside from that.
Stephanie: A fire!
Sherlock: Precisely.
Jessica: The wood's outside. Come with me Sherlock. **They go outside and bring in some wood for the fireplace**
Erik: This seems like the kind of Christmas that other people should experience.
Christine: Yea, I agree.
Raoul: **Referring to the fire** Look at the pretty colors!
Stephanie: I love fire. **Lights matches and throws them into the fire that's already blazing** Burn baby burn!
Jessica: Can we put on some Christmas music?
Everyone: **Various phrases like, "Sure why not?" and "Okay" or "Whatever."**
Jessica: **Gets a Christmas CD and puts it into the CD player** I love Christmas time, it's so relaxing.
Sherlock: Come over here **She sits next to him and he puts his arm around her shoulder** this is what Christmas should be, spending time with the people who you care about.
Watson: Yay! You still care about me. in that platonic kind of way.
Sherlock: I meant Jessica, but I suppose I mildly care you're around.
Raoul: I care about you Watson. in that platonic kind of way.
Watson: Yay!
Christine: Raoul, look up.
Raoul: Okay? **Looks up and realizes he's under the mistletoe** Come here Chrissie!
Christine: Okay. **Walks over and they kiss**
Everyone: O_o
Jessica: **Looks at the clock** It's late, let's all hit the sack.
(Everyone goes into their rooms and go to sleep with the Christmas music playing softly and the fire flickering)