Sanders Sides One Shots

Cookies

"You know this may not be the best idea," Morality said when he saw what Prince was doing.

"What why not?" Prince asked, confused as to what Morality was talking about. 

"Well it does seem to be a bit much," Morality said gently, not wanting to tell the other what to do, just lead him in the right direction. 

"Shh, less of that more of this," Prince said dumping sugar into the bowl, not even bothering to measure it.

"Ok, now that is way too much!" Morality exclaimed when he saw how much Prince put in

"There is no such thing as too much," Prince argued

"When it is so much that it can give you diabetes then yes, it is too much," Morality scolded, concerned for the other's health.

"Don't worry babe, I got this," Prince said, concentrating on the cookie batter.

"I don't know if I should be more worried for your health or those poor cookies," Morality replied in a joking tone.

"You wound me, obviously you should worry about the cookies first, for I am invincible," Prince said teasingly before pulling Morality in a hug and dumping, even more, sugar into the batter while Morality was distracted. 

"If you keep dumping sugar into those cookies won't back right," Morality scolded, but the laugh in his voice taking away the edge. 

"Doesn't matter, as long as I get to spend some time with you," Prince's response was muffled by the fact that he had nuzzled his face into Morality's shoulder. 

Morality just smiled and hummed in agreement as he tried to think of a way to save the cookies before they were put in the oven. "Oh well, I'll just make Roman clean up the mess," Morality thought when he couldn't come up with a solution on how to fix the cookie batter.

Prince slid the cookies into the oven and set a timer for 15 minutes. He also played with Morality's hair and listened to Morality telling him about his day for those 12 minutes. As Morality started telling him about how babysitting went and how Brother Bear's ending had made him cry, Prince realized there was nowhere he'd rather be than love in his arms on such a lovely day.

The timer went off. The cookies were done and not looking so good. They looked so floppy and moist, and just generally unappetizing. Morality had to hold back an "I told you so" and a laugh when he saw the cookies.

"There' still a  chance that they taste good," Prince said, determined not to give Morality to say I told you so. He took a bite and made a face before saying "Yep, taste great," his voice giving away the lie.

Morality laughed and said, "Love, please just admit you messed up the cookies so we can throw them away and start a new batch, and this time stick to the recipe," 

"Ok, so I may have put in a bit to much sugar," Prince conceded.

"Just a little? But ok, I'll take whatever I can get," Morality said jokingly before kissing Prince's lips gently and saying, "Yep, I can taste the sweetness on your lips,"

Prince smiled and thought, "Yep, nowhere I'd rather be,"