Requested by Guest, here's Snack! Basically, they wanted Roy to steal a cookie one night. I decided to make the two dorks become children once again!

ENJOY!

25. Snack

It's not because dinner wasn't tasty; in fact, it was delicious. It might be because he was a growing boy. Either way, however, when seven-year-old Roy woke up in the middle of the night, his stomach rumbled, indicating that he was hungry. He looked around in the dark, checking to see if there was any movement outside his room or if there was any light source. There were none, and the young boy quietly got out of his sheets and touched the floor with his small toes, and he snuck out of the room.

Little did he know that his best friend, nine-year-old Marth, was waking up as well, and upon noticing that Roy was gone and seeing that the door was open, he decided to get up and investigate.

The young red headed boy walked down the large hallway, heading to the dining hall, careful not to make any noise. He was smirking mischievously, imagining that he was invisible. When he found himself in the dining room, he looked up at the cupboard, seeing a jar with the label "cookies". Licking his lips, he tried to reach for them… only that it was too high. Thinking, he looked around for something to help him reach the delicious treats.

"Roy?"

Roy squeaked slightly, turning to see someone. He couldn't see who it was thanks to the dark, but he recognized that squeaky, small voice.

"Marth?" He asked, his heart still beating from being startled.

The older boy walked out of the shadows, revealing himself. He yawned and rubbed his eyes. "What are you doing up?" He asked.

Roy glanced at his best friend, then at the jar of cookies. "I'm hungry…" He spoke.

Marth tilted his head, and he then nodded. "M-me too…" He said softly.

Roy stared up at the cookies, then at his friend. "Well… if you can help me with reaching these cookies, I can grab a few for you." He said, smiling.

Marth smiled back. "All right… I'll help." He went towards the cupboard, trying to reach it, but like Roy, he was too short to reach them.

"I can't reach them…" He said, ashamed.

"Oh…" Roy sighed, looking down sadly.

Marth then had an idea. He got on his hands and knees, and he said, "Climb on my back. You'll get them that way."

Roy lit up. "Good idea! But if I'm hurting you, let me know." Despite being mischievous, he still cared about his best friend.

The younger boy climbed on Marth's back, careful not to hurt him. Thanks to the added height, Roy can reach the cookies with ease.

Marth was grunting, trying to keep his balance… only to slip on a puddle from a leak in the ceiling, and he fell on his belly. Roy gasped when he lost his balance, and he, along with the jar, fell to the ground. The jar shattered, and the cookies were spread out.

Despite this, Roy's first concern was for Marth. "Marth! Are you okay?! Did I hurt you?!"

Marth slowly got up. "I-I'm fine, Roy…"

"AHEM!"

Marth and Roy froze, and they turned to see Eliwood, giving them a stern glare.

"Uh oh…" Marth gulped.

"Roy, Marth," Eliwood asked, "what are you two doing up?"

Roy gulped. "I—we…"

Eliwood sighed. "Go back to bed. I'll ask the maids to take care of the mess." He pointed at the hallway where their shared room was.

Marth's head was down as he muttered a "yes sir". He then walked back to the room.

Before Roy could follow Marth, Eliwood stopped him. "And Roy? You're punished tomorrow." He spoke.

Roy sadly nodded. "Yes father…"

When the two young boys returned to their room, Marth giggled. "I-it was fun, right? Both of us up to no good."

Roy chuckled. "Yeah. Thank you for helping me though. I was worried that I might've hurt you…"

Marth smiled, "You're welcome."

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