2 x 100 Drabble: Cookies Give Spice
Title: Cookies Give Spice
Author: mactunes
Rating: R
Word Count:100 x 2
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Snap! Roped into baking (Advent Day 3)
Author’s note: Going to try advent type of jokes done by the Twins on Snape and Harry. Let’s see if I get tired of this soon.
“Why are we doing this?”
“Mrs Weasley had kindly invited us for their family Christmas dinner. I would like to make something special for her.”
“Why do we have to make it so late in the evening?”
“It is a special type of cookies, we can only bake it in the evening with a special aroma. Now lie down.”
“Lie down? On the flour? Why? Aren’t you baking the cookies yet?”
“It needed a special smell that only you can provide.”
“What? Hey! Why are you unzipping my pants?”
“You need to come. That’s what I need. For the cookies.”
“Who gave you the recipe?”
“Fred and George.”
“I should have guessed. Thought I told you to keep away from those blasted twins?”
“They are my friends.”
“Harry, there is no such recipe. I think you just ruined the cookies.”
“No, I didn’t. Look, try one.”
“It’s baked? When did you put it in the oven?”
“When you passed out after that wonderful squirting.”
“I don’t pass out and I don’t squirt- mmm…. This cookie is delicious. Tangy and spicy. I suppose I had to hand it to the twins, they give good advice, sometimes.”
“Well, you came just right.”
Author: mactunes
Rating: R
Word Count:100 x 2
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Snap! Roped into baking (Advent Day 3)
Author’s note: Going to try advent type of jokes done by the Twins on Snape and Harry. Let’s see if I get tired of this soon.
“Why are we doing this?”
“Mrs Weasley had kindly invited us for their family Christmas dinner. I would like to make something special for her.”
“Why do we have to make it so late in the evening?”
“It is a special type of cookies, we can only bake it in the evening with a special aroma. Now lie down.”
“Lie down? On the flour? Why? Aren’t you baking the cookies yet?”
“It needed a special smell that only you can provide.”
“What? Hey! Why are you unzipping my pants?”
“You need to come. That’s what I need. For the cookies.”
“Who gave you the recipe?”
“Fred and George.”
“I should have guessed. Thought I told you to keep away from those blasted twins?”
“They are my friends.”
“Harry, there is no such recipe. I think you just ruined the cookies.”
“No, I didn’t. Look, try one.”
“It’s baked? When did you put it in the oven?”
“When you passed out after that wonderful squirting.”
“I don’t pass out and I don’t squirt- mmm…. This cookie is delicious. Tangy and spicy. I suppose I had to hand it to the twins, they give good advice, sometimes.”
“Well, you came just right.”