Muffining

Dec 17, 2008 03:06

It started simply. Food in general, muffins specifically, were useless to her and hers. And yet she'd come into a great deal of them. It was only common sense to integrate 'muffin delivery' into the tasks keeping the Lessers occupied.

It was surprising, but not without use, that the Dancers took it upon themselves to craft baskets full of muffins complete with arrangements, ribbons, wrap, and hand written notes of allergens in the muffins. Given such focus, how could Larxene complain? The Ninjas were sent out to procure further baskets as the muffin number grew. And teams of Ninja and Dragoon were quickly drafted to deliver them.

Yes, it started simply.

A dozen to Billy.

A dozen to Teddy.

A dozen to Teja, Yuno, and Mia.

A dozen to the vet she had taken the kittens to.

But the muffins continued beyond the six dozen. After that it was a project. A task to set the Lessers so that Xaldin did not run out of ingredients, and the Dancers were kept in baskets and decorative wrappings. Escalation in delivery was necessary.

A thousand (in blue baskets) to the Medic. He lived and worked in a military environment. Food could be easily disposed of!

Ten thousand to Demyx for much the same reason, though she assumed the base he current resided at was far larger than the one available to the Medic.

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A thousand to Mickey Mouse. Allotment of resources to those who could use them was, after all, part of her treaty with him. The Mouse's delivery was accompanied by a note that read 'Enheartening therapy' and a smaller basket that contained a jar of jelly, a crock of butter, and a single butter knife.

She had very few Somebody contacts, she'd never truly felt the need for such. Were she able, she might have regretted the lack of targets this now presented her with. Who else did one send muffins to? After the baskets began to truly take up too much space in her 'home' she came to the reluctant conclusion that targets didn't matter. Getting rid of muffins should be her main focus.

And so. There were muffins.

Muffins everywhere.

Gorillas in the Deep Jungle received muffins.

Both the Red Queen and the Mad Hatter received muffins.

Muffins were found in the throne room of the Underworld AND in the Coliseum to be found by Hades and Hercules.

Muffins were left upon the to tongue of Monstro, and the Cave of Wonders.

Muffins to pirates across the board; from Hook to Jack Sparrow and every pirate in between.

Muffins for flying boys, and lost boys, and little boys who wanted to be real.

Muffins, yes muffins, were a delightful treat in Halloweentown.

Unattended muffins in the library of Beast's Castle were taken as a matter of course.

And muffins gifted to a Chinese Emperor in the Land of Dragons were accepted graciously.

Crime in Agrabah waned for a week as street rats ate muffins.

And the hyenas in the Pridelands gorged on muffins left in piles.

Twilight Town received baskets, and three fairies were given a basket to split at the same time Yen Sid's desk sprouted one.

Muffins were slipped into Ariel's wedding feast. And muffins in air tight jars were left in Triton's throne room.

Xaldin's favored worlds were subjected to muffin bombardments that would curb stomp hunger.

Muffins. Muffins everywhere.

And still Xaldin kept baking.
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