wolf-deamon333 and D.J Striker's: Change
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A/N: Dedicated to wolf-deamon333 and D.J Striker. No, I still dun own it! But from now on, each chapter needs at least two reviews before the next goes up! Thank you very much!
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"What's that?" questioned the avian warrior, pointing at a metallic sheet covered in blackened circles.
"Can't you tell?" asked the primate, cocking his head to the side.
"If I knew what it was, do you think I'd be asking?" shot back the bird.
"Guess not. They're almond cookies. Po gave me a recipe for them!" he excitedly exclaimed.
Crane grimaced as one of the 'cookies' crumbled into charcoal.
"They look more like disasters to me," he mumbled, watching Monkey's expression fall.
"I know," he sighed, putting the tray down on the kitchen table. His sullen demeanor hurt Crane to have to watch, and so, lifting the languor up in his wings, Crane nuzzled the side of his face with his beak, hugging the smaller male close to him.
"Love, maybe you should leave the cooking to Po," he advised, feeling Monkey's soft lips trail kisses along his slender beak.
"But they're my favorite," whined the primate, pulling back to give Crane his best, big-eyed pout.
Sighing, Crane's wing fluttered up his companion's spine.
"Well, maybe I can change that," he growled, playing with Monkey's sensitive tail.
"Maybe you can."
And, hell, the tray of charred cookies was bound to be forgotten.