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Hey Peoples,
So, I was making some cookies, and I ran into a bit of a problem. Who knew that 4 dozen really meant 46? I kinda accidentally made a few dozen dozen cookies, and I need some help eating them. You all will help a sister out, right?
Love ya!
Roxy
PS. Ignore the burning smell. It will go away.
(If one were to shift the cookies around, a person would notice a pile of black, charred hunks suitable only for use as hockey pucks under the first layer of edible cookies.)
((These are magical cookies with random, non-fatal results. Effects and duration are up to the muns involved.))
So, I was making some cookies, and I ran into a bit of a problem. Who knew that 4 dozen really meant 46? I kinda accidentally made a few dozen dozen cookies, and I need some help eating them. You all will help a sister out, right?
Love ya!
Roxy
PS. Ignore the burning smell. It will go away.
(If one were to shift the cookies around, a person would notice a pile of black, charred hunks suitable only for use as hockey pucks under the first layer of edible cookies.)
((These are magical cookies with random, non-fatal results. Effects and duration are up to the muns involved.))
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Stop!
The cookie was on the floor before Honor even consciously processed that she'd dropped it at Nimitz's mental command. Her head whipped around, she took a real look at what was going on in the room.
A moment later, one arm shot out, physically batting the cookie out of Laura's hand.
Just a second too late.
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