A/N: This is CRACK for me

Myka was pissed off. Well, that was an understatement. Pete and his cookie addiction had gotten out of hand. Leena had bought cookies yesterday and they were already gone! The only logical explanation in her mind: Pete.

"PETE!"

She wanted her sugar-free oatmeal cookies and she would get them any way necessary.

"What? What? Where's the fire?" Pete opened the door to his room and stuck his head out to stare at her with confusion.

Then he saw the angry expression on his partner's face, "What did I do now?"

"The cookies, they're all gone," she explained with a huff.

"Wasn't me," Pete raised his hands in innocence.

"Then who would it be?"

"I don't know!"

"Nice try, hand them over."

"I don't have them," Pete insisted with his best "I didn't do it" look.

Myka rolled her eyes and then went back downstairs with Pete in tow to show him that the cookie jar was empty. When she took the jar down it was heavy. Then she opened the lid.

"What the Hell?" she muttered, seeing the cookies all back in their spot.

"Told ya," Pete rolled his eyes before going back to his room.