Scroll Fifteen

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[So, today the kitchen will find one (1) baby dragon and one (1) pink dog. After his talk with Conan, Spiek has decided to LOOK for his own mystery to solve. And you know what's good for solving mysteries? A dog sidekick. He saw it on that TV thing a few days ago]

Okay, listen up, Paradisa. Someone left the milk out of the fridge today, and me and my buddy Courage here are going to get down the the bottom of finding who did it. They need to learn they can't just leave milk out.

It'll curdle , people. Right Courage?

[[ooc: Journal or kitchen GO GO GO]]

Comments

[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[Fluttershy - who is still on her loss, and still an itty bitty filly - pokes her head into the kitchen.]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[Spike gives her a wave, because hey gurl hey]

Oh hi Fluttershy.

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Courage smiles in the most non-threatening way possible. Which could be vaguely threatening, who knows.]

[concerns.livejournal.com]

[sure are walking into that kitchen and seeing a dog and......... a......... dragon........ :Ta]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Suspicious look is go. Could this be their felon returning to the scene of the crime?]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

Mm-hmm!

[SRS BSNS NOD IS SRS BSNS]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

I bet they'll come back. They always come back. Sometimes dressed in a weird costume.

[chosengigolo.livejournal.com]

But...can't you just ask for a new jug of milk if that one curdles?

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[NOT THE POINT OBVIOUSLY GEEZ

Which he tries to explain. In doggy-barking-gibberish. Hope that cleared everything up!]

[gentleidealist]

[The culprit ALWAYS returns to the scene of the crime. Lloyd Irving, milk-forgetter and doofus extraordinaire, strolls into the kitchen hoping for a free lunch before he finishes moving the rest of his stuff out of the castle. He stifles a yawn, not even giving the dragon or the weird pink dog more than a brief glance.]

Hmm... tofu or steak?

[Yeeep.]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hold up. His nose is getting something. Courage sniffs a trail across the floor that seems to be leading straight to the newest person in the kitchen. Uh-oh.]

[whitecovered]

[Floating into the kitchen, after hearing that...announcement. If he could lineface more, he would. Although he doesn't approve of leaving food/drink out to waste either.]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[At least there's no badly-taped up vase now? Courage waves with the sack of flour he managed to unearth. Pray it's closed and closed well.]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

[...This is like being with the kids all over again.]

Is this really a mystery?

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

Yes!

[Which they solved. Fuck yeah, 1 point for the cowardly dog-baby dragon team.]

[goldencirclet.livejournal.com]

Get the meanies!

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

We will, bro. Like you won't believe!

[elementoflol.livejournal.com]

[Pinkie walks into the kitchen.

Pinkie sees the milk.

There is AN EAR-SPLITTING SHRIEK!

Pinkie gallops out again.]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[What was that even...

No. Don't ask. Never ask]

[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[Fluttershy - who is still on her loss, and still an itty bitty filly - pokes her head into the kitchen.]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[Spike gives her a wave, because hey gurl hey]

Oh hi Fluttershy.

[concerns.livejournal.com]

[sure are walking into that kitchen and seeing a dog and......... a......... dragon........ :Ta]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Suspicious look is go. Could this be their felon returning to the scene of the crime?]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

Mm-hmm!

[SRS BSNS NOD IS SRS BSNS]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

I bet they'll come back. They always come back. Sometimes dressed in a weird costume.

[chosengigolo.livejournal.com]

But...can't you just ask for a new jug of milk if that one curdles?

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[NOT THE POINT OBVIOUSLY GEEZ

Which he tries to explain. In doggy-barking-gibberish. Hope that cleared everything up!]

[gentleidealist]

[The culprit ALWAYS returns to the scene of the crime. Lloyd Irving, milk-forgetter and doofus extraordinaire, strolls into the kitchen hoping for a free lunch before he finishes moving the rest of his stuff out of the castle. He stifles a yawn, not even giving the dragon or the weird pink dog more than a brief glance.]

Hmm... tofu or steak?

[Yeeep.]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hold up. His nose is getting something. Courage sniffs a trail across the floor that seems to be leading straight to the newest person in the kitchen. Uh-oh.]

[whitecovered]

[Floating into the kitchen, after hearing that...announcement. If he could lineface more, he would. Although he doesn't approve of leaving food/drink out to waste either.]

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

[At least there's no badly-taped up vase now? Courage waves with the sack of flour he managed to unearth. Pray it's closed and closed well.]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

[...This is like being with the kids all over again.]

Is this really a mystery?

[loveablecoward.livejournal.com]

Yes!

[Which they solved. Fuck yeah, 1 point for the cowardly dog-baby dragon team.]

[goldencirclet.livejournal.com]

Get the meanies!

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

We will, bro. Like you won't believe!

[elementoflol.livejournal.com]

[Pinkie walks into the kitchen.

Pinkie sees the milk.

There is AN EAR-SPLITTING SHRIEK!

Pinkie gallops out again.]

[huffythedragon.livejournal.com]

[What was that even...

No. Don't ask. Never ask]