GIRL SCOUT COOKIES

[proved]

It's that time of year again - Girl Scout Cookie time. Thin Mints, Samoas, even your boring Shortbread. So what are you waiting for?

Using the RNG, pick a scenario to play out from numbers 1-7. Or, if that doesn't strike your taste buds, come up with your own!

1) You're selling those cookies! Knock on doors, set up a stand at your local grocery store - it doesn't matter. You want that damn cookie patch and if someone says they don't want any? Tough, they're going to get a box of Tagalongs and like it.

2) It's finally cookie season! Share your excitement with others around you, even if they may not be as thrilled about Savannah Smiles as you are. But then again, what do they know?

3) Oh boy! The day of cookie delivery has finally come and--- wait. The person in the house next door just got the last box of Shout Outs!? That's not even supposed to happen, you ordered them after all. Go over and give them a piece of your mind!

4) No one is touching your box of Thin Mints. No one. They are yours. And only yours.

5) Here's the deal. Who do you have to kill for a box of Dulce De Leche? Either you missed cookie season entirely or those little twerps never showed up at your door with their bright smiling faces and overeager attitudes. Make them pay.

6) Now that the danger has passed, go ahead and enjoy your Shortbreads. Maybe even share with someone - a random stranger perhaps, or a close friend.

7) Whatever! A mix of some of the above or whatever cookie related shenanigan you require.

Comments

splendid

[baalsout]

[Oh hi Leah have the business ends of half a dozen staff weapons leveled at you and Ba'al between two of the Jaffa, glaring at her.]

And why should I care at all for some filthy animal?

[scoffing]

[ That... could be a problem. So she stashed both the iPad and the parchment somewhere and shifts into a pose that makes throwing up a magical shield easier. That and magical blasts, if it calls for it. ]

They have an annoying tendency to threaten to go genocidal.

[baalsout]

And you wish to save them...

[Ba'al does hope you'll forgive the mocking tone of voice, Leah, but he's rather irritated someone's busted their way onto his ship without so much as knocking and now is trying to get him to buy cookies with actual money when he could just take them.

...by selling cookies.

[scoffing]

Yes.

[ That's okay. She's like rubber and he's like glue, whatever he says bounces off of her and sticks onto him. Or something. ]

Unless you would rather take one off our hands.

[baalsout]

[He flicks his hand dismissively.] There is no place for such a creature in my retinue. Now, the cookies.

[Fork 'em over.]