Legends

he’s  ecstatic,  evident  in  the  way  that  he  eagerly  takes  the  plate  from  her  as  if  doing  the  biggest  of  favors,   lifting  a  burden.     truthfully  hasn’t  eaten  much  of  anything  today  aside  from  an  apple,   granola  bar  at  most   – -   a  quick,  not  quite  satisfying  breakfast.      ❛    yeah,   honest.     it’s   …   really,   really  good.     ❜     voice  chimes  similarly  to  that  of  a  bell.      ❛     like,   so  good  that  if  you  were  in  uniform  i’d  probably  mistake  you  for  a  professional  chef.     shit,   wait   – -   are  you  a  professional  chef   ?     ❜

“Free tasty cookies, from an adorable young lady? I’m not too sure, seems a little suspicious if you ask me. Nothing in this world is ever free. What’s the catch? Sell my soul? Give you my first born?” she teased as she toyed with the cookie a bit in her hand. 

Fiona beamed happily at the compliment. “No catch, just a cookie.” she said with a shrug. “Although I always like constructive criticism.” the redhead looked up at the other woman with a kind smile spread across her lips.

     “ definitely planning on locking up my shit from now on. ”  she agrees.  it seems a little ridiculous to her that in her own damn house she can’t trust that people won’t be using her toothbrush, but hey. that’s life.  she smiles at fiona, drumming her nails on the table they’re sat at.  “ i mean, i get that there’s like …. no privacy in dorm situations, sorority or otherwise, but some things are sacred !  a girl’s tooth brush ??  come on. sacred. ”

’  you’ll  have  to  show  me  sometimes  ,  ’  it’s  not  …  necessarily  a  command  but  the  way  she  phrases  it  has  her  cheeks  heating  up  .  and  she  scrambles  to  adjust  her  tone  .  ’  i  mean  ,  if  you  want  to  .  i  would  love  to  try  anything  that  you’ve  made  .  especially  since  these  cookies  are  so  good  .  i  have  no  doubt  that  anything  you  make  tastes  like  heaven  in  the  mouth  .  ’  flustered  ,  she  runs  a  hand  through  her  long  hair  .  ’  –  now  i  feel  awkward  .  ’

She nodded and gave her a slight smile. “I’ll show you anytime you’d like.” she said with a wink and a light chuckle. “Yes, I’ve been told most dishes I make are good but I really don’t want to brag.” she said, her own face turning a slight shade of pink. “There’s no need to feel awkward, really.” she said waving a hand through the air dismissively.

unsurprisingly  he  caves;  reaches  to  poke  at  a  sample  of  her  meal  with  the  fork  she’s  so  generously  supplied .  couldn’t  ask  for  more  than  free  food .  just  after  silver  teeth  exit  lips  he’ll  flutter  eyes  shut,   ‘   mmh   —   holy  shit,  it’s  really  good .   ’   while  impolite  to  speak  with  a  full  mouth,  he  simply  can’t  resist .   ‘   do  you  mind  if  i,  like,  eat  the  whole  thing  ?   ’

Fiona smiled proudly when he finally took a bite of the meal she made for him. She chuckled slightly, holding it out. “Go ahead. I’m really glad you like it.” she said, typing something on her phone quickly, humming softly as she did. “You really like it that much?” she asked, tucking the phone back in her pocket, tilting her head slightly. 

Rachel was making her way back to her office when she spotted the young woman in the hall, she wasn’t expecting to be stopped but was rather amused when she was. “No, not allergic, thank you. Hope these taste as sweet as you,” she said with a smile as she took a cookie. “I have to ask, what possessed you to wander the halls of their university, offering cookies?”

Fiona smiled widely at the woman, nodding in agreement. “They should be, I poured my heart and soul into them,” she exaggerated with a laugh. “I just made extra. I could never eat all of them, so I figured I’d give them away to anyone who wanted them,” she admitted with a shrug. “It’s a win-win. I get rid of cookies and someone gets to eat a good cookie.”

Nash had standards when it came to physical performance but he, too, liked to indulge now and then.  Life was too short not to. “As long as it’s from time to time,” he allowed with a nod. “I’ll find you in peak performance at your first meet, then?  Good.  We have to put forth a good showing and the pool is accessible 24/7 for all the practice you need.”

She nodded. “Of course it is,” she said, knowing she’d need to cut down just a tad on the lattes. “I will absolutely be in prime condition, promise,” she stated with a grin, nodding. “Thank you, coach. I will spend plenty of time practicing. I won’t disappoint you,” she promised, looking up at him with a soft gaze.

“Milk does a body good but I prefer it straight up.”  Nash winked and his smile crooked to one side across his stubble-clad face. “Like a lot of other things  But good,” he nodded down towards the swimming complex.”Practice is important.  You won’t improve without it.  Just wait after drinking down those lattes.  Those milk fats could make you cramp up in the water.  And caffeine will only dehydrate you.”

Fiona nodded. “I agree, But I still love to indulge in a nice latte from time to time.” She said, shifting her weight slightly as she looked up at Nash. “That is true. To say I’m out of practice in quite a few areas is a tragic truth.” She spoke with a sigh. “Don’t worry, I’ll leave plenty of time between the latte and practice.” She said with a wink of her own. 

Nash side-stepped Fiona, exhaling a sigh of relief that he didn’t bowl her over.  That kind smile and the affectionate, sweetheart demeanor she carried off effortlessly made him more than a little mindful around her and he grinned at her recommendation, shaking his head. “Never been much of one for lattes.  But now I know where to get you a gift card to as an incentive if you place in the top three in your next meet.”

Bobbie gives Fiona a smile back then looks down at the cookies they sure did look delicious after listen to what she said, nodding at her. “I see you made a lot of cookies how about i take twenty off your hands or are you giving them out to everyone you see? no i am not allergic to nuts.” she takes a cookie and takes a bite. “Wow this is really good.” she said.

Fiona chuckled slightly. “Yeah. I got a bit carried away.” She admitted with a nervous smile. “I’m giving them out to everyone but take as many as you would like, I insist.” She said, holding the tray out. “Thank you! I’m glad you enjoy them.” She said kindly.