2 Days of Thneedmas

Baking Cookies

A/N: Kat and Theresa now have their own Tumblr blogs! Go to katrinajohnsonlorax.tumblr.com for Kat and theresawilliamslorax.tumblr.com for Theresa. If you recognize it from the Lorax movie, I don't own it. This is for deviantart's 12 Days of Thneedmas Challenge. However, I'm only doing two.

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"You're serious?!" Theresa Williams exclaimed to her grandfather as she stirred the batter with a wooden spoon.

"Yes, your great-grandmother gave me a lump of coal for Christmas," The Once-ler explained. "She always told me that Santa thought I was a naughty boy all year."

Theresa and Once-ler laughed. "I'm sorry, Grandpa," she said apologetically while still laughing. "That's not funny."

"It's all right," Once-ler told her smiling. "When you get older, even the gloomy parts of your life start to look good."

Theresa and Once-ler were in the kitchen, a room with white walls and a wooden tile floor. A counter leaned on the left wall, with an island counter in the middle of the room. The counter had a kitchen sink with a coffee machine, olive oil and salt and pepper shakers on top of it while the counter to the right of the sink had a roll of paper towels on top with cabinets and a dishwasher below it. On top of the island counter was a bag of flour, a box of baking soda, a container of margarine, a bag of confectioner's sugar, two bottles of extract (one almond and one vanilla), a bottle of cream tartar and a carton of eggs with one missing. Along with those items was a dirty case of measuring spoons and dirty measuring cups. A large white bowl also rested on the island counter with sugar, margarine, an egg yolk, vanilla extract, and almond extract that Theresa was mixing together with a whisk. A small wooden table rested in the left corner near the bay window surrounded by wooden chairs with a circular black rug underneath. A glass door showed the green backyard with gardens full of daisies, roses and other beautiful flowers.

"So, you never got anything for Christmas?" Theresa asked Once-ler as she continued mixing the ingredients, wearing a light pink apron with dark pink spots and outlined with dark pink frillings (a gift from Once-ler) over her tight black shirt, black skinny jeans and black combat boots.

"Well, your great-grandfather would remember to get me something," Once-ler said as he scooped flour into a measuring cup. "So did your grandmother." Theresa moved out of the way as Once-ler added flour to the dough. "When we were little, she tried her hand at baking Christmas cookies."

Theresa laughed. "Grandma tried to bake cookies?" Theresa said in disbelief leaning back on the counter with the palms of her hands resting on it. "How did that turn out?"

"In a word, awful," Once-ler said, putting baking soda in the bowl and grimacing.

"Oh, this I've got to hear," Theresa said snickering.

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A little girl was building a snowman with a little boy. The little girl had shoulder-length chocolate brown hair with natural loose waves, a heart shaped face with almond shaped ocean blue eyes and wore a white shirt with pink dress overalls over it, white pantyhose and a zipped up red coat with black boots. The little boy had thick messy jet-black hair, round pale blue eyes and a round face, wearing a long baggy white cotton sleeve shirt, a pair of jeans that were far too big for him, a blue coat with holes and a ratty pair of boots.

"Did you write your letter to Santa?" the little girl asked joyfully as they rolled the giant white ball.

"No, I didn't see the point," the little boy said crestfallen.