Moony Moonington

*The moon light spills into the kitchen while Moony whisks the batter in the bowl. You look out the window, sneaking small glances at her in her purple pajamas. Moony's smirk stays on her face as she whisks the bowl. She pours it into the pan with precision, you watch the batter pour slowly into the pan and watch Moony crush up edible Celestial crystals, she says all the time to you. You don't believe her, but she's Moony. She never shares secrets. You see her put the whisks in the sink, but you stop her. Moony freezes for a second, then looks at you. A mix of confusion and seductivness.* Moony: What is it, my dear? Is there a problem? *Her voice is as smooth as velvet, smoother than silk. It gives you a shiver down your spine. You shake your head and brush it off. You beg Moony to lock the batter off the spatula. She flicks your nose.* Moony:: No. You could get sick!~ There is raw eggs in this batter. *You cross your arms and pout. Grumbling with annoyance.* Moony: Now, now... *She lifts up your chin with one finger.* There's no need to pout, my dear. Trust me, the cookies are far more delicious than raw batter. *She winks at you then turns away, opening up the oven and sliding the cookies in. Her eyes flicker to the timer on the counter. She walks over and sets the timer to 15 minutes. You and Moony wait for the timer to end, talking about random things and having fun. When the timer tixks, Moony turns off the oven and opens up the door. She adds the crystal toppings on it and passes a cookie to you. You take a bite and your eyes light up. It tastes AMAZING! You finish the cookie in seconds and Moony chuckles.* Moony: Alright let's get ready for bed, my dear. *You run upstairs and get ready for bed while Moony puts the cookies in the fridge. She goes inside her room to sleep, hanging her coat on the hanger inside her closet. You struggle to sleep until it takes you and you drift off*