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[allstarchuck]

So, apparently, the well-thought-out evil genius plan these days is blowing things up. Chuck doesn't know why, because he's nowhere near the evil genius status

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[theflyingsquirl]

Here, have a mutant, finally recovered from that whole being-worshipped thing over the weekend. He's in a good mood, even if he is walking proof that it is possible to have an impressive case of bed-hair on one's tail, if one happens to have a tail.

He grins at the specials board.

"You got a favorite, out of those? One you'd recommend?"

[theflyingsquirl]

"I'm mostly interested in the desserts. Do a cookies-around-the-multiverse day or something--I've got a pretty good recipe, myself."

[allstarchuck]

"That would be- we should totally do that."

:OOOOO

[theflyingsquirl]

"I think I'm gonna put up some signs, see if I can get people to volunteer to bake," he says. "If I put myself up as a judge, I get more free food. It's perfect."

[allstarchuck]

"I'll help," he says. "As an impartial bystander who was key to helping this idea develop."

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[theflyingsquirl]

"Excellent," he says with a nod. "I'll see that you're in as one of the judges. Or at least, that you get plenty of free cookies."

[allstarchuck]

"For that, I think I can afford to make your drink on the house."

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