You Want What...?

Currently Abaddon was being besieged by his children. 

His two daughters were sitting on his lap eagerly, while Apophis had shrunken back down into a child's size so that he could sit on his father's shoulders. 

He felt a bit like santa claus wearing red clothes and asking children what kind of gifts they wanted, but there was really nothing to be done about it. 

'All I'm missing is the belly and a white beard.' He thought with a chuckle. 

"Alright, who wants to go first?" He asked. 

"I want to eat cookies for every meal!" Mira said excitedly. 

None were surprised that she was the first to make her wish known, nor were they surprised by the subject matter.

Abaddon put a hand to his chin and acted like he was thinking about something. "Hmm, every meal is a bit much... Isn't it enough that you eat them in the mornings and after dinner?"