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Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

"Okay," Dawn said, looking at the counter. On it were several mixing bowls, eggs, flour, baking powder and soda, sugar, brown sugar, and many, many different kinds of things to get mixed into the cookies. She set the cookie sheets aside and tried to decide if she should cook the bacon while she waited for River.

"I think that's everything. Oh, wait! I forgot the blueberries. And the pepper!"

She went to get them out of the fridge and cupboard, respectively.

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"If I'd been there, done something different, thrown myself into his luggage, not gone after the droids..." Luke nodded. "Yeah. Been there."

"If I'd jumped off the tower, pushed her out of the way, never existed..." Dawn shrugged. "I hate being there."

Luke glanced at the cookies. "We should probably test those before we give them to Rikku," he suggested.

Not that he needed comfort food or anything.

"Maybe with cocoa. And mini marshmallows."

"And ice cream?"

"Ice cream? In cocoa? Really?" Dawn had never considered this before.

"Katara and I tried it!" Luke said. "It's goopy, but good."

"Doesn't it make the cocoa all cold? I'd think that would be better in chocolate milk," Dawn said.

Luke's eyes lit up. "I haven't tried that yet."

Staring at him, she asked, "Have you had a milkshake? Please tell me you haven't been here this long and not had a milkshake?"

Luke gave her a sheepish look. "Sorry, I don't think I have."

"Oh my god!" Dawn looked horrified. "We have to fix this! Immediately! Next you'll tell me you haven't had a twinkie!"

"The yellow sponge with the white stuff?" Luke checked. "Yeah. They're kind of scary."

"Those are the...seriously? Scary?"

"Well, yellow," Luke pointed out.

He also drank blue milk. He wasn't one to talk.

"That's the color of the grain. Or the eggs. Or something artificial that goes into them," she explained. "Don't you have yellow food?"

"Not that yellow," Luke insisted.

"It's artificial. That's what makes them so good," Dawn tried to educate him in the art of junk food.

Luke looked deeply unconvinced.

"You should also try them toasted," Dawn said, "but really, the milkshake thing is a travesty. You need one of those."

"Okay," Luke agreed. "But not a yellow one, please."

"Milkshakes come in chocolate. And sometimes strawberry, but usually--chocolate."

"I love this planet," Luke decided.

"Maybe over the weekend we can make them? Or get them from the ice cream shop?" Dawn suggested.

"Ooooh. Or both?"

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