Shortbread cookies. The six year old stuffed one of his baby sister's bags full of them and ran to the closet where Tikki was hiding out. "Tikki!" the little blond happily said as he offered the bag full of treats and curled up in the closet with her, simply petting her "Tikki, I love you just as much as Mama!" -- (( Leon @ Tikki~ ))
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Tikki normally hid in closets and shelving, making herselfseem like a toy when she was not attached to her chosen holder. It was merelyhabit, several holders over the millennia never having revealed their secretsto their loved ones like Marinette had with Adrien. It few and far between,only tipping over the hundreds that had fallen in love, but only half of thatwhich had successfully formed families and lived happily.
A small nest was made for her in there, plush cushions and alittle lamp that turned on and off with a small tug of her fin. It was commonknowledge for the child where the Kwami hid and what she was, since Tikki hadfound it alright to speak of her existence to the progeny that might take overher holding someday. So, when the boy burst in, the godling was far fromsurprised to see him.
Instead, she perked up, floating off of her small bed to zipto hug his cheek. “Leon!” She squeaked out happily.
Blue eyes widened on the bag of cookies, but the particularbag was familiar to the Kwami. However, Tikki was not one to turn down ashortbread cookie. Plucking one out, she nibbled on it giggling at hisaffection as she trilled a little, happy at the pets. He was always so gentlewith her, petting her as if she was fragile and small—the latter, of course,being the more obvious of the two.
“I love you too, Leon. You’re the best love-bug ever.” Tikkichirped out between bites, making sure not to miss a single crumb as shenuzzled into his small hand. “These taste like Marinette made them. Did youmama make them, Leon?” She inquired, looking at the shape. They wereimmaculate, as if store bought, but the years at the bakery made Marinettealmost a pro at making cookies.
Blue eyes peered up at Leon, seeing that he was getting cozywith her. But, the Kwami knew that if they were in here, it meant Marinette andAimee were nearby. “We can go out, if you want. You don’t have to bring me thebags that are supposed to be for your sister. We can go eat cookies out therewith Marinette and Aimee! Wouldn’t you like that, Leon?”