So in the last part I may have accidentally made SB sound like a mafia boss... I'm gonna expand upon this idea with some crackfic energy.

Tango's POV:

It was about 1 in the morning and I saw the kitchen light still on... so I walked into to the kitchen to turn off the light.

What I was not expecting was seeing SB surrounded by hundreds of cookies, and piping bags. She was also covered in flour....

I didn't say anything I just walked away, and went back to bed.

By the time I woke up the kitchen was clean, the cookies were gone, and SB was also not here...

I walked over to my storage system and found a note.

Tango,
I'm in the shopping district of you need me.
There's bacon in the microwave,
Instructions to retrieve bacon:
1. Open microwave door
2. Grab the plate of bacon.
3. Take plate with bacon out of microwave.
4. Close microwave door.
If you manage to blow up the microwave doing this, I give up.
Have a nice day.
-SB

I can't actually tell what SB's maturity level is.
She is smart/and mature enough to be way older than her age, but sometimes she acts her age which is 15, and sometimes she acts like an 8 year old. But I got curious as to what caffeine would do to her.... meh that's a question for another day.

I followed the instructions on the paper to retrieve the bacon. But there was no bacon!
Instead there was another note.

Ahhh I see you found my previous note, as you can see there is no bacon! But now that I've caught your attention, your out of flour,
Sorry....
BTW also some food dye may have spilled on the counter and left a red stain... I couldn't get it off.... sorry.
-SB.

I just rolled my eyes, I was more disappointed that there wasn't bacon though.

Anyways I decided to head to the shopping district to check my shops. So I used the ravager telepoter.

Anyways I found SB sitting infront of town hall with a bunch of cookies, but they seemed different then her regular cookies.

I walked up to her and noticed they were mayoral cookies.

"Uhhh why did you bake mayoral cookies?"

"Why does anyone do anything? Sheer absolute boredom!"

"But why?"

"That is for me to know, and you to find out eventually."

"Okay...."

I'm not sure if I should be concerned or leave it be, but what ever it is I'm sure it can't be all good.

SB's POV:

I should have figured Tango would question why I had 30 dozen mayoral cookies, but that's a problem for another time. The cookies are only stage one of my plan that I'm totally not making up on the spot.

Anyways, not too many people were in the shopping district. So I pulled out my sketch book and got to drawing, I also may or may not have been munching on a few cookies here and there.

Anyways Etho was walking by.

"Oh Snappers there's Cookies."
"Did you bake these? It's not poisoned right?"

"Perhaps."

"Perhaps what, you baking them or they're not poisoned."

" I'm just messing with you, I did bake them and no they're not poisoned."

"Ok. Well they look really cool!"
"Why did you bake a bunch of mayoral cookies anyway?"

I'm gonna pretend to be innocent while being really obvious that I'm up to something, mostly for my own entertainment.

"Etho, I'm just trying to help out. Is it a crime to help?" I said giving my best puppy dog eyes.

"Ok, that's not gonna work on me. What are you planning."

"Well if I tell you, I'll have to kill you."

"What?" He said confused.

"Listen."

"Ok"

"Im the Captain now." at This Point i don't know what im doing im just smirking going with it.

"What the heck does that even mean?"
"Well anyways whatever your up to I'm sure it can't be good, but I want in."

"And what makes you think I'm up to something?"

"No reason."

"Anyways your in."

"What exactly am I in though?"

"That will remain a secret for now." I smirked. Truth is I don't know what the plan is...

About 700 words.
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