A Mockingbird In The Crows Nest

Cookie Cloud

"Don't push him, Wilbur." Peleus interjected. "If he says he's fine, don't push it."

"But-"

"Wil." Peleus cuts him off, and Wilbur pouts a bit under the other hero's pointed look. "Let's just get him back to his room."

As if a lightbulb had gone off in his head, Wilbur perked up and glanced back at one of the various kitchenettes in the lounge. "Actually- would you maybe wanna bake some cookies with us?"

Tommy blinked, and he and Peleus both said, "What?" at the same time.

"Yeah, we were gonna bake some cookies." He gave his teammate a pointed look. " Right, Peleus?"

Tommy understood what was going on. He knew that they hadn't planned on baking cookies at all. But Wilbur wanted to spend time with him, for whatever reason; but Peleus just looked increasingly confused. "Heh??"

Then Wilbur outright smacked the other hero in the arm with a partial glare. "We were going to bake some cookies. And we would love for Tommy to join us. " He emphasized, shooting him another pointed look. " Right, Peleus? "

Peleus squinted, and Tommy nearly laughed as he watched the piglin hybrid click the pieces together in his head.

"Oh, um..Yep. That's right." Peleus says, entirely unconvincingly. "And you should..Join us."

Wilbur grins and nods, satisfied. "Exactly!" Wilbur chirps, all too pleased that his teammate finally understood; and guides Tommy to one of the many kitchenettes in the large lounge. "We should have all the stuff here to make some basic cookies."

"What kind are we making?" Tommy asks, leaning against the counter when Wilbur lets him go in favor of digging through the cabinets.

"Umm..Aha!" He held up a bag of chocolate chips in victory. "Yes! Chocolate chip! Now we just need.." He trailed off, then looked to Peleus. "What do we need?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I don't bake, I cook."

"Aren't those the same thing?" Tommy asked, stifling a laugh when a look of desperation was thrown his way. Then the hero looked up at the ceiling in exasperation.

"Bruhhh, I'm surrounded by idiots."

Wilbur laughed, loud and reckless as he leans against the counter; and Tommy couldn't help but laugh quietly as well, bunching his wings up against his back to keep them from shaking.

"Ehh, it can't be that hard to make up a cookie recipe!" Wilbur declared, waving a hand dismissively. "Let's just see what we have and go on from there."

They scour each and every cabinet in the room- excluding the liquor cabinets because "No Wil, we're not adding red wine to chocolate chip cookies for color." -and bring everything back to the kitchenette they temporarily claimed. They throw together a couple eggs, some vanilla extract, and probably far too much sugar; mixing it all together as Peleus works on mixing together the flour, chocolate chips, and a cup of baking soda.