What is mine is mine...

This is a short post written as a challenge proposed by @69fubar (a central theme and 100 words max). His lollipop version can be found here http://fubar69.blogspot.com/2012/02/crunch.html

His soft spot had always been the lollipop, but not the one with lots of sugar and pinky ingredients. His favorite looked like a batton made of white and dark chocolate. He had hundreds of them at home, neatly arranged in drawers for all possible occasions. The thief knew everything about his weakness, and waited patiently. That November cold and silent night, she sneaked inside, emptied all the drawers and left with a huge revenge smile on her lips. What she would never find out was the fact that he actually slept with the most precious lollipop under his pillow.