A/N: Yes, another one. After this, I think the next one shall feature Verdona… This one: Cooper and Alan. For the record, imagine the pudgier Cooper or else it's not as funny. Well, it could be as funny, but I do prefer the cute little Coop…

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"Have you ever just shoved your hand in applesauce?"

Cooper had to pause at that one. A spoonful of chocolate pudding hung in the air between his mouth and the bowl for the longest moments as the blue-eyed boy raised one eyebrow. Cooper wasn't sure what to say to that exactly. He had heard Alan say a ton of weird stuff. He was just a kid like they all were, really. But he was still at that immature stage that Ben was hanging his feet in. For some reason, it didn't bother Cooper as much as he knew it should have.

"Like," started Alan, gaze clearly intent on explaining this thoroughly, "just shoving your hand in something. Imagine if we all spontaneously did things that we knew were totally wrong and that we weren't supposed to do."

"Like commit murder?" asked Cooper, eyes wide and definitely fearful.

"Noooooo," said Alan, a smirk creeping across his dark features. A wicked glimmer resonated in his eyes. "Like throwing your phone into a lake."

"Why would I throw my phone into a lake?" Cooper finally gave into the conversation and put his spoonful of pudding back into the bowl that it had come from. It was like signing his own death warrant.

"Exactly!" Alan confidently leaned back into the seat of the Rustbucket's small dining space that the two of them were sitting in. "Why would I shove my hand in applesauce?"

Once more, Cooper couldn't exactly find an answer for that one. "Umm..."

Alan leaned in again, elbows on the table like they were sharing secrets. "I wouldn't. That's exactly it. So if we're all doing things we know we shouldn't and normally wouldn't, the world would be so much more interesting."

"And a lot more people would probably be dead..." noted Cooper, once more trying to eat his pudding. He was hungry and wanted his pudding. Alan was being a major distraction to him at the current moment.

"Here." Alan eyed his applesauce for a long moment, almost like he was looking at it from a master's perspective. But it was just applesauce. Then he shoved his hand in it.

"Seriously?" asked Cooper with a quiet groan.

"Seriously." Alan smiled evilly.

Cooper ate his spoonful of pudding.

"Try it."

The blue-eyed boy nearly choked on his pudding right then and there. It was a hard thing to do, but he almost pulled it off flawlessly. "Seriously?" he asked again, staring at the half-Pyronite with disbelief written as plain as day across his pale, pasty face.

"Seriously."

With a subdued groan, Cooper reluctantly took his spoon out of the bowl of pudding and stared at it for a long moment. Then his sky-colored gaze found Alan who was clearly urging him on. And Cooper stuck his hand in the pudding.

It was mushy between his fingers. It was like sticking his hand in mud. Disgusted, Cooper looked at Alan who was smiling and snickering under his breath.

It was at that moment that Gwen chose to walk into the massive RV that the two teens were living in with the rest of the rookie team. "Hey, gu- Do I even want to know what you two are doing?"

"Nope!" Alan answered cheerfully to the auburn-haired beauty with a nice big grin on his face.

"Okaaay, then I'll just leave now..." Gwen, after one last skeptical look at the two of them, let herself back out of the Rustbucket, heels clicking against the old steps as she disappeared back out into the world of normal people.

Cooper slapped his forehead without realizing truly what he was doing; he was distracted by hating how he just looked so stupid in front of Gwen.

Alan commented, "Dude, now there's pudding all over your face..."

A/N: I love those guys… So review? Please and thank you!

~Sky