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Cooking for Sunbutt [Planning]

By: Wiggy on Apr 13th, 2014  |  syntax: None  |  size: 2.57 KB  |  hits: 12  |  expires: Never
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  1. >Let's introduce ponies to drugs.
  2. "I have something back in my homeland called 'LSD'. It's a tasty treat."
  3. >They agree to let you make it.
  4. >How would you make the stuff though?
  5. >You looked around the kitchen for something to start it up.
  6. >You found a jar of lemon glaze and strawberry jam.
  7. >Those might work.
  8. >You grabbed a pot from a nearby and slapped the stuff in.
  9. >You set the pot on the range and set the burner to high.
  10. >Heh, high.
  11. >As that stuff cooked, you found a roll of danish dough.
  12. >Maybe you could put your created LSD onto a baked danish?
  13. >You decided to roll some of the dough up and put it into the oven.
  14. >Meanwhile, the jam and glaze continued to cook, forming crystals.
  15. >Perfect.
  16. >The oven blared a couple minutes later and you brought out the baked goods.
  17. >The glaze and jam had become a sticky, crystal-like mixture.
  18. >You took a small brush and rubbed it onto the danishes.
  19. >Now you would watch the results of your work.
  20. >"You called this 'LSD'?" A male earth pony asks.
  21. "Yep."
  22. >He looks at your ingredients.
  23. >"Ah, I see, lemon-strawberry danishes! Great!"
  24. >Wait, what?
  25. >That wasn't the LSD you had in mind.
  26. >Then again, how would you make LSD with common ingredients anyways?
  27. >Ah well, you made something and made peace with the chefs.
  28. >You decide to leave the kitchen as the chefs bring out the food.
  29. >You take your seat next to Celestia, who has been reading a scroll.
  30. >"Oh, Anon, when did you get here?"
  31. "I've always been here."
  32. >The chefs served the food.
  33. >You had some of your danishes.
  34. >7/10, they were alright.
  35. >After lunch, you knew it was time to face Greyjoy.
  36. >There were no chefs around.
  37. "GNU/Linux."
  38. >She listened to you.
  39. "Celestia, you're going to follow me. You will stop when I tell you to. If anyone asks why we're walking together, just reply with 'royal business'."
  40. >She nods.
  41. >Now you had to go get Luna.
  42. >You made your way to Luna's room yet again.
  43. >The guards were standing outside.
  44. >They were ready to block your entrance to Luna's room, until they saw Celestia.
  45. >They let you in without a word, believing this was something of an urgent matter.
  46. >You and Celestia got to the side of the bed.
  47. >You poke Luna's side to get her up.
  48. >"Who...who is it?"
  49. "GNU/Linux."
  50. >She rises instantly.
  51. "You will follow me and your sister in our search for Greyjoy. We are bringing him to justice."
  52. >She nods and exits her bed.
  53. >You leave the room, the guards saluting the three of you as you exit.
  54. >If Greyjoy was going to be anywhere, he'd probably be in the barracks.
  55. >You didn't want to go in blind, though.
  56. >You needed to form a plan of action.