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

Leah || JiM / Marvel 616

[scoffing]

[lowkeyinaminor]

[The tragic occurrences which had brought them to this point were long and involved and rather involved and frankly it doesn't matter. We don't need a recap page for this, all that is needed to be known is that shit? Happened.

...and if they didn't sell at least 47 more boxes of these dubiously acquired cookies they wouldn't be able to afford a hotel room and would have to find an absurdly spacious sewer or dank alley or something to sleep in.

Given Loki's (and others') gender, this was mainly up to Leah.]

...these cookies are awfully tasty. [Okay, so they opened a box or two.]

[scoffing]

[ The box of Thin Mints was attractive to Leah if only because the green on the box matched her dress and that seemed to be a good enough way of deciding what kind to eat more than anything else. Loki mentioned that it was their responsibility to make sure that they were selling quality goods, which meant testing them and then being able to hawk them out more effectively.

Except they are actually really good. ]

They are satisfactory.

[ Wait if she keeps using that word Loki is eventually going to call her out on it. ]

[fonflower]

[Mint was a really strange flavor, in Florian's opinion - though it was definitely still a good thing. In fact, he was nibbling one one even now, wondering vaguely how many they could get away with eating. Weren't they supposed to be selling these?]

What d'you think those samooa ones taste like?

[midget]

[ And Eva is, of course, looking extremely bored. She's more or less tailing at the end of the group.

Also, she hasn't sold anything. At all. In fact, she's just been eating the thin mints.

What's cooperation supposed to mean, anyway? ]

[lowkeyinaminor]

[In response to Florian's question Loki pops open a box, and, after a pause, offers the samooas to both Florian and Eva.]

Well, there is only one way to find out how they taste...we all need to know our merchandise. [They're gonna end up on the streets, aren't they?]

[scoffing]

[ Frowns. ]

This is not conductive to our goal.

[ Not that she's going to stop eating them but HEY. ]

[fonflower]

[...Ooh, those things look interesting. He stuffs the rest of his thin mint in his mouth and reaches for a samoa. Talking with his mouth full aw yeah.]

It'sh not comdugtive but it'sh tashty.

[midget]

[ Yeah, whatevs. Munch, munch. ]

Who cares?

[lowkeyinaminor]

Exactly. It seems like such a waste to sell all of these boxes without trying one or two ourselves. And you need to do research if you're our Girl Scout, Leah. [Smugish smile.]

[scoffing]

I did not agree to be a 'Girl Scout'.

[ Bristling!! Even as she stuffs another cookie into her mouth gods dammit why are they so good? ]

[fonflower]

You didn't?

[One cookie down, one samoa to go.]

I'd be the girl scout instead but I'm not a girl.

[midget]

Yeah, I'm not "Girl scout" material either.

[lowkeyinaminor]

Precisely. I'd be horrible as well. You're the best suited for this, Leah.