http://king-of-bugs.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] king-of-bugs.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2009-10-08 03:10 pm

Sorry Mask, Louie's takin' over.

Who: Louie, Weavile
What: They happen upon each other and bake COOKIES.
Where: Dorm complex kitchen
When: October 8th
Warnings: C for Cookies, chocolate chip-y, crumbly, and crumby. Cool crazy cooking. Other things that start with C.

Louie, as usual, felt all too hungry today. However, the mentioning of candy all along the journal network piqued his sweet tooth in a certain sense, just not for candy itself. He had a craving for something chocolate-y to quell, but just what would he eat that would be satisfying enough?

HMMM. This was the problem. Once he reached the kitchen, he realized that he wasn't sure what to make. There were so many chocolate desserts that he could possibly make, and yet he couldn't make them all. This was a tough decision. He loved so many of the chocolate dishes he could make and plenty of them could kill his craving, but which one would he choose?

Thankfully for Louie, someone would be helping him with that decision.

[identity profile] midnitepsych.livejournal.com 2009-10-09 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Don't worry Louie, Weavile was quick to take seconds too. "I hope so. I unfortunately have found myself craving cookies every so often without really knowing how to make them. Perhaps after a few more times, I'll be able to bake them on my own. Until then, I hope you don't mind helping me."

[identity profile] midnitepsych.livejournal.com 2009-10-09 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," Weavile replied. He meant that towards both the second offer to help as well as the offer of more cookies. "I suppose I'll have to bring some back to my office. Always a good idea to have a snack handy while doing paperwork."

[identity profile] midnitepsych.livejournal.com 2009-10-09 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Nodding, Weavile glanced around the kitchen. From a nearby counter, he grabbed a zipper storage bag. Then he put half of the cookies into the bag, sealing it tightly.

"I look forward to eating the rest of these. If I ever need help cooking or baking, I will be sure to ask for your assistance. Perhaps I will stop by your next class," he smiled. Giving a quick wave, the counselor left.