Early evening Shinobu set off to a mission, promising to be home even if late. You were already tired after a long day of chores but you set on waiting for her to be home although it was much to her dismay.

Cookies steamed in front of your slumped figure. The clock ticking like a melody as you fought with your heavy eyelids. A sound was heard, a door sliding open and a voice talking.

"My, look at you struggling to keep awake. I don't suppose those cookies are for me, planning to have a feast of your own dear?"