It was a normal day on board the airship Blackjack. Gau and Relm were in the kitchen baking...
"Cookies?" Setzer asked.
"Yeah, cookies!" Relm exclaimed. "Got a problem with that?!"
"Cookies?" Setzer asked.
"Are you deaf or something?" Relm demanded.
"What's going on in there?!" Strago asked in alarm a few minutes later.
"We're baking cookies!" Relm said.
"Cookies?" Setzer asked.
"Gau pour goo in bowl!" Gau said with glee, dumping the contents of a bottle of Hershey's Chocolate Syrup into an antique china bowl.
"Add more marshmallows!" Relm said, dumping a bag full of fluffy white stuff in.
"Those aren't marshmallows, they're cotton balls!" Strago cried.
"Oh, what do YOU know, you old geezer?" Relm replied. "Now where did I put that rubbing alcohol..."
Strago ran out of the kitchen with his hands clapped over his mouth. Terra walked in a couple moments after he left.
"Ooh! What're you two cooking?" she asked. "It smells...odd."
"It's certainly a unique mixture," Strago said, returning.
"Who puked and forgot to flush the toilet?!" Sabin demanded a few minutes later.
Relm pried open a cardboard box and poured a bunch of brown powder into their bowl.
"Brownie mix?" Terra asked, taking the box and reading the label.
"Brownies?" Setzer asked.
"No, you dipwad!" Relm cried. "COOKIES!"
"Er...but isn't this brownie mix?" Terra inquired.
"You're cooking girl scouts?!" Edgar asked in horror, running in with his AutoCrossbow.
"Figures that's when YOU decide to run in!" Relm said, dumping 5 eggs into their mix.
"Gau THROW!" Gau cried, throwing the gunk into the air, where it stuck in King Edgar's hair.
"Eew," Terra said. "Let's get out of here!"
She and Strago made a rather hasty exit. "Cookies?" Setzer asked.
"Are you feeling alright?" Edgar asked anxiously.
"Feeling alright?" Setzer asked, and meandered out of the room, where he promptly fell down the staircase on top of Locke, who was coming up with a bunch of "treasure."
"He tried some of our recipes from earlier today," Relm explained. "I don't think he liked them, though. What an idiot."
"This stuff had better not stain," Edgar said, trying to pick bits of eggshell off his cloak.
Cyan strode in a couple minutes later. "Why is thy wandering gambler passed out on yonder stairway?" he asked, biting into a brownie/cookie Relm offered him. He quickly spat it out into a napkin. Sabin joined them just about then.
"Mr. Thou! Mr. Thou!" Gau cried. "Try it! Try it! Please?"
"I'M NOT MR. THOU!" Sabin screamed.
"Yes, you are!" Gau said. "Try try try try try try try try try try try try try try try..."
"Oh, alright," Sabin said, taking a cooling "cookie" off the tray.
"No, brother! Don't!" Edgar cried, trying to knock it out of Sabin's hands.
"Why?" Sabin asked with his mouth full. "Is it poison- ACK!"
He ran out of the room and onto the deck, where he threw up over the railing. (It fell onto the head of a citizen of Jidoor, who thought it must be raining.)
"Who's flying this contraption now that Setzer got sick?" Edgar asked.
"Oh NO!" Strago cried, putting down his glass of milk and running out of the room.
"What're YOU gonna do, Gramps?" Relm asked. "You're too old-fashioned to know how to fly an airship!"
"Kupo!" Mog exclaimed.
"You don't know, either!"
"Oh, I'LL take control." Edgar said, and ran out after Strago.
Since both Setzer and Sabin were sick from poisoning, Gau and Relm decided to make them a...
"Cake!" Relm cried, shoving it onto Sabin's lap.
"Oh, no you don't!" Sabin cried and ran off, knocking it onto the floor. "Edgar! Brother! They're trying to kill me! HELP!"
"Maybe YOU want some?" Relm begged their second victim.
"Want some?" Setzer asked.
"Cake." Relm replied.
"Cake?"
"Yeah, cake!" Relm said, picking it up off the floor and capturing some on a fork. "Open wide!"
"Cookies?" Setzer asked.
"Yeah, cookies!" Relm exclaimed. "Got a problem with that?!"
"Cookies?" Setzer asked.
"Are you deaf or something?" Relm demanded.
"What's going on in there?!" Strago asked in alarm a few minutes later.
"We're baking cookies!" Relm said.
"Cookies?" Setzer asked.
"Gau pour goo in bowl!" Gau said with glee, dumping the contents of a bottle of Hershey's Chocolate Syrup into an antique china bowl.
"Add more marshmallows!" Relm said, dumping a bag full of fluffy white stuff in.
"Those aren't marshmallows, they're cotton balls!" Strago cried.
"Oh, what do YOU know, you old geezer?" Relm replied. "Now where did I put that rubbing alcohol..."
Strago ran out of the kitchen with his hands clapped over his mouth. Terra walked in a couple moments after he left.
"Ooh! What're you two cooking?" she asked. "It smells...odd."
"It's certainly a unique mixture," Strago said, returning.
"Who puked and forgot to flush the toilet?!" Sabin demanded a few minutes later.
Relm pried open a cardboard box and poured a bunch of brown powder into their bowl.
"Brownie mix?" Terra asked, taking the box and reading the label.
"Brownies?" Setzer asked.
"No, you dipwad!" Relm cried. "COOKIES!"
"Er...but isn't this brownie mix?" Terra inquired.
"You're cooking girl scouts?!" Edgar asked in horror, running in with his AutoCrossbow.
"Figures that's when YOU decide to run in!" Relm said, dumping 5 eggs into their mix.
"Gau THROW!" Gau cried, throwing the gunk into the air, where it stuck in King Edgar's hair.
"Eew," Terra said. "Let's get out of here!"
She and Strago made a rather hasty exit. "Cookies?" Setzer asked.
"Are you feeling alright?" Edgar asked anxiously.
"Feeling alright?" Setzer asked, and meandered out of the room, where he promptly fell down the staircase on top of Locke, who was coming up with a bunch of "treasure."
"He tried some of our recipes from earlier today," Relm explained. "I don't think he liked them, though. What an idiot."
"This stuff had better not stain," Edgar said, trying to pick bits of eggshell off his cloak.
Cyan strode in a couple minutes later. "Why is thy wandering gambler passed out on yonder stairway?" he asked, biting into a brownie/cookie Relm offered him. He quickly spat it out into a napkin. Sabin joined them just about then.
"Mr. Thou! Mr. Thou!" Gau cried. "Try it! Try it! Please?"
"I'M NOT MR. THOU!" Sabin screamed.
"Yes, you are!" Gau said. "Try try try try try try try try try try try try try try try..."
"Oh, alright," Sabin said, taking a cooling "cookie" off the tray.
"No, brother! Don't!" Edgar cried, trying to knock it out of Sabin's hands.
"Why?" Sabin asked with his mouth full. "Is it poison- ACK!"
He ran out of the room and onto the deck, where he threw up over the railing. (It fell onto the head of a citizen of Jidoor, who thought it must be raining.)
"Who's flying this contraption now that Setzer got sick?" Edgar asked.
"Oh NO!" Strago cried, putting down his glass of milk and running out of the room.
"What're YOU gonna do, Gramps?" Relm asked. "You're too old-fashioned to know how to fly an airship!"
"Kupo!" Mog exclaimed.
"You don't know, either!"
"Oh, I'LL take control." Edgar said, and ran out after Strago.
Since both Setzer and Sabin were sick from poisoning, Gau and Relm decided to make them a...
"Cake!" Relm cried, shoving it onto Sabin's lap.
"Oh, no you don't!" Sabin cried and ran off, knocking it onto the floor. "Edgar! Brother! They're trying to kill me! HELP!"
"Maybe YOU want some?" Relm begged their second victim.
"Want some?" Setzer asked.
"Cake." Relm replied.
"Cake?"
"Yeah, cake!" Relm said, picking it up off the floor and capturing some on a fork. "Open wide!"
