Chicka chicka chocolate

As I took the last bite of a cookie I got busted. It didn't matter that I had the evidence in my mouth, he had already spotted it. And now he was on the move and headed toward me fast. Then he motioned for me to come closer. As soon as my mouth was in range he practically stuck his nose right in it. One long sniff was all it took. He looked at me stuck his hand out and said "chicka-chicka". Chocolate fiend, just like his Mama. And who was I kidding to dare even think a piece of chocolate could enter into my mouth during his waking moments without sharing the goodies...