[Written]

[tsuntrader]

[There's nothing better to do after three days out in the cold and a chat with your best friend than to stare at your journal and idly contemplate whether or not interacting with People sounds like a good enough idea.

But something's on his mind. Or, well, a few somethings, but it's persistently sticking there enough to be worth asking.

To the journal.]

Could anyone tell me about leaders? [Well that's vague. ...Whatever.]

[...]

And while I'm here, what are elves? [...] And what's "tsun"?

Comments

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

...How good are the cookies they make, anyway?

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

Amazing.

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

[Oh man, that sounds- wait.] How would you know?

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

It's called a store. You know, sells goods for other people to buy?

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

There's a store that sells cookies made by elves. [Excuse him if he's skeptical.]

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

Elves send their cookies to stores to sell them. It's basic business. Elves want money too, y'know. [Geez, Silver, come on. It's so obvious.]

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

I'll believe it when I see it.

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

Then meet me outside.

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

I am outside.

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

The house.

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

I am. [What, do you think he'd say "I'll believe it when I see it" and not slip out his window?



...Only reasonable people use stairs and doors.]

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

You mean you actually stayed in the house for once? Color me surprised.

[Those last few words may sound oddly echoed to Silver, and that is because as Gold finishes that sentence, he is opening the door.]

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

Oh shut up. [Closing his journal.]

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

C'mon, let's go. You're gonna experience elf cookies. [And walking towards the store.]

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

[Yeah, whatever. Following!]

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

[TO THE STORE!]

[Voice]

[tsuntrader]

[To the store.

Okay we're at the store now what.]

[Action]

[mischiefbreeder]

[First, we make this an action thread.

Then, we walk over to the snacks aisle. Let's see, cookies, cookies...]

[Action]

[tsuntrader]

[This is dumb. Why are they here again? Surely these cookies are just like any other cookies.]

[Action]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Nope, they are amazing.

...Aha, here we go. Gold is grabbing a package of cookies labeled "Keebler".]

[Action]

[tsuntrader]

[Keebler.

...Yeah, Silver's going to remember that for an entire five seconds until he has a better reason to remember it. What's the big deal?]

[Action]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Shoving the package in Silver's face.]

These are elf cookies.

[Action]

[tsuntrader]

[...] What's the difference between these and other cookies?

[Action]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Popping open the box and holding it over to Silver.

They are rainbow chocolate chip.]

[Action]

[tsuntrader]

[...Grabbing... One...?]