
Cooking for Sunbutt [Option 1: Persuasion]
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>Did you learn nothing from this whole ordeal?
"Wait, before you do this, I wanted to say something."
>"Shoot, bub. I've got time."
"Alright, hear me out. What if I volunteered to be like a...a health inspector for the kitchen?"
>He scowls as he considers your request.
>"You just pullin' my leg, bub?"
"No, I'm serious. Hell, I could cook with you, too."
>"Well, I did chat with another guy today who said you made these great danishes you called 'LSD'..."
>You seriously wish those turned out to be drugs.
>Even if they praised your recipe.
>"But I'm not sure I can trust ya."
>He rubbed his head, bringing attention to it.
>"After all, ya did cause this big ol' bump."
>You hadn't noticed before, but he had a swollen spot on his head.
>Your actions have consequences after all.
"I swear you can trust me. No more bullshit."
>He eyes you a little more.
>"Hm...alright...but you'll be on thin ice for the first couple days. Can't completely trust ya right off the bat."
"So you'll stay?"
>He smiles.
>"As long as you keep your end of the bargain, bub."
>He opens the throne room door.