Author’s Note: Again, I was eating! I never stop eating, but oh well. I wrote this one is school… Actually, I wrote most of the series in school. High School is just to damn boring!
In the time that Angel had known Buffy, she had introduced him to many kinds of new food. Many of them, he accepted and understood, but this one was just too strange. Angel examined the food with curiosity. When he broke it apart and started to examine the crumbs, he heard Buffy laugh.
"Angel, you’re supposed to eat it, not dissect it."
"I’ve seem a lot of strange things in my many years, Buffy, but this is by far the strangest. I thought you liked animals."
"I do."
"Then why eat something shaped like a cat or a horse?"
"Why do you always have to question? Why can’t you just accept the things I give you?"
"You know I do, but I just don’t get this one. Buffy, you’re asking me to eat animal shaped cookies."
"They’re animal crackers, Angel. I love them. Now, will you please just try it?"
"Okay, fine." Angel popped what was left of the dissected snack into his mouth. He had to admit that it was pretty good, but now matter how much he liked it; he made himself a promise. Never again would he eat something shaped like a harmless creature.
THE END