A little xmas gift for for helping me out with swapsies all year and just generally being awesome


Amiko had helped bake cookies that special afternoon. She had been told that if she put the cookies out with some milk that evening, then santa would come and give her lots of lovely things.
Full of excitement Amiko spent an awfully long time arranging and rearranging the cookies on the plate. They needed to look just perfect so that Santa would be very pleased with her. The grown ups chuckled as they watched her concentrating hard.
Soon it was time for bed and Amiko was tucked up tight in her little toddlerbed, and told to go to sleep quickly so that Christmas would come soon.
But Sleep didnt come quickly to little Amiko, for she started to worry. She had arranged the cookies on the plate so beautifully but what if they tasted horrible, she hadn't thought to taste any of them, if they were horrible Santa would surly not leave her a single present.
After a little while laying in bed worrying Amiko hatched a plan and very quietly she crept out of bed, knowing she wasn't allowed out of bed on such a magical night, but she knew she had to try a cookie, just to make sure they were okay.
She crept to the kitchen where the plate was laid out on the table. Carefully standing on tiptoes she pulled the plate towards her and placed it down on the kitchen floor. The five cookies she had helped bake looked amazing and she picked one up, sniffed it for a moment and then took a huge bite. It tasted fantastic and before she could help herself the whole cookie was gone. She licked her lips, then her paws and looked at the four remaining cookies. Sitting down she stared at them. What if the cookie she had eaten had been the only one that had tasted okay. And now all that was left was bad tasting cookies. She picked up another two, one in each paw, and sniffed them in turn. She licked one, then the other, they sort of tasted the same. She nibbled at them, bac and forth between the two cookies trying to work out if they tasted identical and soon once again her paws were empty and there were just two cookies left.
Licking the crumbs from her chubby cheeks she looked down at the two remaining cookies.
Santa was bound to be sad that he only had two cookies rather than five cookies. Without another thought she ate the other two just as the kitchen light flicked on and she was discovered surrounded by crumbs and an empty plate. Amiko felt relieved. All the cookies had tasted wonderful. Santa was bound to be glad she'd been thoughtful enough to check them for him.