Notes: For primeval100: challenge 456: Cookies and cream
Becker watched the flames of the campfire flicker. The anomaly hovered nearby, locked down but now they had to wait for it to disappear.
“We need some more firewood,” Abby said. “It’s your turn, Becker.”
Becker shook his head. “Connor, grab some more firewood? There’s a cookie in it for you...”
“Becker, he’s not a puppy! You can’t bribe him with biscuits-”
Connor’s eyes lit up. “Cookies?”
Becker held up the packet.
“Hand them over and you’ve got a deal.”
Connor glared. “You fight dirty, anyone ever tell you that?”
Becker smiled. “You, every time you lose an argument.”