Day 3, by Firehedgehog

It was nirvana.

Cookies, shaped like tacos.

If anyone was a god at that moment, it was Blue.

After all, who else would make chocolate cookies in that shape?

"That batch is cool enough to grab," Blue said, amused, as he washed out a bowl.

"Thanks," Cross said, before melting in bliss as he bit into a cookie.

Blue's laughter brought him back to reality, and he blushed when he realized he'd eaten six cookies while in cookie heaven.

"Go on, take the rest with you. I made quite a lot," Blue said, grinning happily.

This was a very good day.