Prompt : 'Cookies'

Felicity arrived home from work with a sigh of relief. She was finally going to be able to take off her shoes and take a nice shower after sweating all day in her office at the precinct.

Star City had been struck with a heat wave lately, and that probably also explained the sight that greeted her when she stepped into the kitchen.

Oliver and Millie were both in their underwear - boxer briefs for Oliver and pale green panties for Millie - and both of them, but especially the little girl, were covered in cookie dough from head to toe.

The 3 year old spotted her and let out a more enthusiastic than usual squeal. "Mommy! We made cookies!"

Felicity laughed. "I can see that. The question is, why are you wearing it too?"

Millie looked at herself then put her hands on her mouth with an excited giggle.

"It's Daddy."

Oliver scoffed. "Right, put this on me and watch me sleep on the couch tonight."

Millie put her arms around his and her head against it. "I sleep on the couch with you Daddy."

Felicity snorted. "Oliver, it will take a lot more than you covering our daughter in cookie dough to end up on the couch."

He winked and leaned in to press a soft kiss on her mouth, before opening the oven and pulling out a fresh batch of cookies that he put on the table.

"Cookies! Cookies!" Millie screamed excitedly and started to jump on the stool she was perched on. Oliver caught her just before it tumbled.

"Wow there, young lady, you might want to calm down a notch."

She struggled her way out of his arms before mumbling, "too hot", taking off her panties and darting stark naked towards the living room with another delighted shriek under Oliver and Felicity's stunned look.

Felicity raised her eyebrows. "Ok, how much of that cookie dough did she eat? And how much sugar did you put in it?"

Oliver winced. "I didn't put that much, and didn't let her eat the dough, but when I had my back turned for like 20 seconds she swallowed a whole spoonful of sugar. I shouldn't have let the spoon in the package."

Felicity chuckled, watching Millie as she was running around the couch and babbling to herself. "Just one ? Good luck catching that high-sugared, crazy daughter of yours."

A gleeful laugh came from the living room. "Yes Daddy ! Catch me ! Catch me !"

Oliver and Felicity looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. "Oh God, putting her to bed is going to be a pain in the ass."

"Pain in the ass!" Millie screamed from right behind her and Felicity jumped while Oliver laughed, even though he wasn't exactly supposed to encourage that kind of behavior but well...it was funny.

Millie grabbed a cookie on the table and munched loudly on it before running away again. Felicity sighed.

"Ok, I'm all sweaty and gross so I'm going to take a shower. As for the screaming banshee in our living room...she's all yours," she said with a saccharine smile and a little tap on his shoulder.

Oliver didn't let her go without another kiss, then turned to assess the mess surrounding him. He could deal with cleaning the kitchen later. Right now it was time to be a responsible father.

"Emilia Smoak-Queen ! Get your naked butt back in this kitchen now!"

His only answer was an hysterical laugh.

It was going to be a long evening.