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[count_onme]

This morning I found out that all the biscuits that we made had... somehow multiplied overnight. A lot. So if anyone wants one, I've left a bunch of them in a basket on a table in the mess hall! Everyone should feel free to help themselves.

Also, Franz and George, may I have a moment?

((ooc: the biscuits are effect-free, just so you know.))

Comments

[wearswallpaper]

...you made biscuits?

And nothing's burned down?

[count_onme]

--Hey! The kitchen is fine!

[wearswallpaper]

I'm surprised! Since when did you know how to cook?

[count_onme]

Never mind that, just... follow me, okay?

[1_800_purelady]

Multiplying biscuits? I suppose next you would like us to believe that you can walk on water?

[count_onme]

Well, you don't have to believe me if you don't want to. But they're there for you to have if you want.

[1_800_purelady]

And turn into a turnip then I suppose?!

[count_onme]

They're perfectly safe! Don't you think I'd test food before giving it to someone else?

[toiletseat_girl]

. . huh. Kinda like tribbles. Only edible.

[count_onme]

... Tribbles?

[toiletseat_girl]

Yeah, these weird, fuzzy things that were around for a while. They were sort of like rabbits, right down to the "breeding like" part.

[count_onme]

Huh. Weird.

Anyway, I should introduce you to Franz!

[hasibutzi]

Oh? Biscuits?

[count_onme]

That's right! They're coconut biscuits, too. You know, crunchy on the outside and... supposed to be soft on the inside but didn't quite work out that way?

[hasibutzi]

Oh! That happens sometimes.

[count_onme]

I still need to get a little better at cooking, yeah.

[drink_this]

Have they done anything besides multiply?

[count_onme]

Not... really? Not that I could see, anyway. That doesn't mean it's not true, though.

[drink_this]

Oh, that's too bad~

[count_onme]

Too bad? I don't know, I think I'd prefer it if my food acted like... food.