This chapter is for Lupin Fan1, who requested a Merritt centered chapter. It's not exactly centered around him, but it is mainly about him, so I hope you enjoy it! :)

Also, I've never actually done this before, but if at any time there is something that you'd like to see me write, feel free to request it. I can't guarantee that I'll write it immediately like I have done these past two, but I'll do my best to write any ya'll give me eventually. :)

Category: Humor
Setting: Post-NYSM
Characters/Pairings: Four Horsemen
Rating/Warnings: K+
Summary: Who can say no to girl scout cookies?

Disclaimer: Neither Now You See Me or its characters belong to me.

Cookies

"Where is he?" Daniel was pacing the room, checking his watch every few seconds. "He was supposed to be back hours ago! If I'm late…"

"You'll what?" Henley interrupted with a roll of her eyes. "Lecture him? He's a grown man, Danny."

Daniel frowned and Henley went back to her book. As much as she might poke fun at Daniel, she couldn't help but admit she was growing worried as well. It had been three hours since Merritt had said he would be back and they hadn't heard from him since. It wasn't like him and they were all worried, even if Daniel insisted he only wanted the car so he could get to his date on time. If Merritt had been caught…

"He's back!" Jack announced, cutting the thought off.

"It's about time!" Daniel snapped, hurrying to the door.

Henley rolled her eyes once more, but put her book aside and followed, leaving Jack to take the rear. Sure enough, Merritt had just pulled into the drive of the rented house. The trunk was up and Merritt, it appeared, was currently digging around in it, which was odd because he had only run to the post office to mail a bill.

"Uh, Merritt, what are you doing?" Jack asked as the three reached the car.

"Oh thank God!" Merritt exclaimed instead of reply. He stood up, practically buried underneath the mound of bags in his arms. "I thought I would have to carry all of these by myself."

"What…" Daniel started, but he was cut off as Merritt dumped the bags into his arms. He stumbled slightly, surprised by the sudden weight, and peered over the mountains of bags. "What on earth did you buy?"

"Cookies!" Merritt replied happily. "Don't worry, there is more than enough for all of us."

"Emphasis on more than enough." Jack laughed, reaching into the back and pulling open one of the bags. He laughed again as he looked over at Merritt and asked, "Girl Scout cookies? Really?"

"They were outside the post office." Merritt defended, shoving several bags into Jack's arms. "What was I to do? Pass them by without helping the poor little children out?"

"There's a difference in helping and buying them out, Merritt." Henley tried to keep a stern face, but a grin threatened to break through.

"I know," Merritt replied, handing her several bags as well. "But I went to buy just one and this little girl looked up at me with those big puppy dog eyes...I'm just a man, Henley. A poor, kind-hearted, man."

"More like old fool." Daniel muttered. He groaned as he looked through the bags in his arms. "You didn't even get the good kind! Were they out of lemonades?"

"Nope!" Merritt replied happily, slamming the trunk shut, his hands completely free of bags. "Come on, now, we have cookies to eat!"