Drabble: Kensi and the last Twinkie. – requested by anonymous
Mourning she sat on her desk at work. The others had already gone home and Hetty was lurking around somewhere, that, she was sure of. But Kensi couldn't bring herself to leave yet. She looked down and saw the wrapper of her last Twinkie ever.
"Really?" she muttered to herself. Was she really mourning over a Twinkie now? But even though she wanted to deny it, it was very true. She totally was mourning over the last Twinkie she ate.
"This is ridiculous." She mumbled and toyed with the wrapper that she had opened not long ago. She wasn't really mourning over the fact that she got no Twinkies anymore, rather she mourned that she ate her last one without even acknowledge it.
"Ah, the ominous last Twinkie." A voice startles her from behind. Of course Hetty, the ninja, Lange snuck up on her.
"I guess." Kensi shrugs, running her finger over the wrapper again. "I'm just making a big deal out of nothing." She sighs and pushes the wrapper away.
"Ohh Miss Blye, each human being finds interests in different things and feels forced by society that the independent opinion is wrong, though the individualism makes us all so unique." Hetty advised.
"Such wisdom applies to me mourning over my last Twinkie?" Kensi wondered, because honestly whenever Hetty said something to you, it could also be meant to be as advice for you future. But that applies to all of Hetty's wisdom that she decided to share with team members.
"My dear, it applies to everything if you want it to apply." Hetty smiled. Kensi smiled and shook her head.
"Thank you." She didn't know yet if she was thanking Hetty for making her feel better or for her wisdom, but Hetty understood and nodded with a smile before going back to her office.
Kensi looked back at the wrapper and asked herself if maybe she should frame that last wrapper, when suddenly her laptop pling-ed. Curious what was the cause for that she checked her emails, seeing a new one from Hetty.
Your team has been concerned for you so I shall advice that you check your drawers.
No more than that. And curious as Kensi is she opened her drawer. Inside was a small box, on top of it a post-it note saying In case of emergency. And the small box contained exactly 5 Twinkies, each holding a special post-it note from the person that gave it to her.
With a big smile on her face she places the box back down and leaves the mission, with an emergency kit of Twinkies still sitting in her desk drawer. And so she still had a chance to save and savor the last Twinkie for another time.