Cookies VS Ants

Date: 5/14/2016

I was a cookie in my packet with all my brothers (aka my only brother in real life exactly the same in thirteen cookies) and we were in a war with the ants. The ants had drilled a hole in the packet after we had been transferred for the super market shelf to a pantry. They were the small black generic solder ants, weak but their numbers overwhelmed us we had lost one cookie to staleness, two to the edibility factor and five to the ants. We had less then half our numbers and were blocking the hole with the choc chips of our fallen and were having a battle tactics meeting. A brother of mine suggest that we give ourselves to the ants and hope for the best. Another on suggest we make a treaty with the Doritos and Smiths. Also combining our fallen an creating an undead eatable zombie cookie was a suggestion. Poison one ant and start a biological war fair was another along with hypnotism. But my tactic was the best and there for chosen. We would tap dance the enemy into submission! We spent the small amount of time the choc chip barricade had given us to assemble a routine and a costume we looked fabulous! The barricade fell and my five remaining brothers and I started to tap dance with the grace and skill of a tortoise! Fortunately being a tortoise in the highest compliment a cookie could receive. So with tortoise like talents we tap danced those ants into defeat. The battle was won! Until we heard marching, loud in time marching. I looked out of the hole and saw red ants approaching! I informed my troops. We had an unanimous decision. WE GIVE UP! I yelled. The red ants arrested us and we were sentence to a life of cookie dough. I woke up.