Disclaimer: We do not own anything related to or in Angel.
Authors Notes: This fanfiction was inspired by our own stupidity and twisted minds.
Based on: Our own cookie making experience, er, exagerated a bit.
Set in: Season 5 (Assume Cordelia isn't in a coma). Angel and Gunn are house sitting for Cordy, while keeping an eye on Dennis. Wesley had an allergic reaction and ended up in Wolfram&Hart's sick bay, so they're watching Illyria as well
30 Minutes Later
After the fire department left and Angel managed to rescue the remaining cookies, they had decided to go straight to Wolfram&Hart and then take showers, This way anything that happened in the future could be blamed on Wesley. On the way up the stairs to the sick bay they passed Spike, who grabbed one of the cookies and stuffed it in his mouth. Angel muttered something and then they both heard.
"Blech! What the bloody hell did you two do to these?" He was grimacing and gulped down the rest of his cookie. Gunn and Angel, quite offended, turned around and glared.
"What are you talking about?" Gunn shouted at the blonde vampire.
"They taste like unsweetened chocolate!" He yelled back. Angel, quite confused, stared back at him.
"They have extra sugar in them." He said, remembering the cabinet incident and now considering blaming it on Dennis.
"Well, good idea throwing them out." Spike said while trying to get over the horrible taste in his mouth.
"What?" Gunn said in shock and Angel glanced at his arms, his eyes went wide.
"Gunn..." He said, still staring at the spot where the plate should have been. Gunn was too busy trying to figure out the cookie taste to hear him.
"Oh! There was that clump of..." Gunn stopped when he said Angel's empty arm's.
"What'd you do with the cookies?" He looked around on the stairs and they both stared pointedly at Spike.
"Why would I want them?" He said and stomped off.
"ILLYRIA!" Angel practically screamed and they both ran towards Wesley's temporary home.
2 Minutes Later
Wesley was sitting up in bed munching on a cookie and smiling warmly at Illyria.
"These are good, what kind of cookie are they?" He said before taking another bite.
"I'm not sure." Angel was ready to burst into the room and shout it out when Wesley replied.
"Well their very good, as long as there aren't any peanuts in them." Gunn ran into the room and Angel grabbed his shoulder.
"Oh, hello." Wesley said smiling at them.
"Want a cookie?" Angel shook his head.
"What is it?" Gunn started to answer and Angel smiled warmly.
"Get well soon." Angel turned Gunn around and they left the room.
"Ah...Ah...Ahchooooo!"
Well thats 'The End' I hope you all liked it and want to thank everyone for their wonderful reviews. Please review this last chapter with your opinion on the story! thx thx thx so much everyone!