Cookie?

Yesterday, at Bible School, Twelve and Coco had their first real conversation.



Twelve walked up, carrying a Chocolate Chip Cookie.
She pointed it towards Coco, and said:
Cookie?

Coco reached, her Chubba little fingers, and said:
Cook? Cook?!

Translated: Duh, yes I want a Cookie.



Twelve, quickly recoiled her treat back, and said:
No. No.
(And sweetly but violently shook her head No.)




Coco then, began to shake, shriek and claw at Twelve.
Cook! Cook!

Translation: Do you not see my thighs?! Are you slow, or something? Don't just be flashing a cookie in front of me and think you are not going to get hurt!

Twelve, turned and ran away.

Twelve Translation:
I guess if you want this cookie,
you had better learn to walk, Chunka.

Credit- Twelve
For getting the last word.