I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry at all. I blame Spady for this. Jack is a terrible influence on young children and should never be asked to babysit.

Ms Briar: Thanks for the review! Oh science that sucks. That must have hurt...

Spadefire: Thanks for the review! Yeah, that's just how I roll.

Serious Business

Summary: Jack sells Girl Scout cookies. Unfortunate Antics Ensue

He was going to regret this later, but at the moment, taking those pictures were so worth it. Here they were, two fully grown adults, standing on the street corner in berets and sashes, selling Girl Scout cookies. He could just sit back, relax, and watch two immortal badasses failing terribly at selling delicious cookies.

This was an almost perfect improvement to his day. It'd started out with being charged with supervising Megan's troop's cookie sale, and of course, what with him still on crutches from the shot put incident, it wasn't exactly a fun job. And of course, Chase and Wuya showed up around noon and apparently needed him to something mechanical, which could potentially result in the end of his evil probation. And of course, Megan, Suzy, and Whatsherface wouldn't just let him go and end his probation because apparently they needed an adult present. So, as much as he wanted to start jaywalking again, he was instead stuck here.

And of course, they weren't exactly happy with that and that'd led to an argument over how difficult this job actually was, which in turn led to the two of them taking over the stand. Dressed as Girl Scouts. And he was enjoying every moment of it. He'd sent Megan out for hot chocolate while back, he had a chair, and his JackPhone (patent pending) was full of shots of the two of them losing sales. It wasn't really a big deal, he knew they could make back the money and more by selling the remaining cookies to the Xiaolin Losers and the jungle cats at double the price, but it was so satisfying to watch.

"Aren't you two a little old to be Girl Scouts?" one particularly pedantic soccer mom said, examining a box of Thin Mints.

"No," Wuya said, not even bothering to sound younger. It was hideously obvious that they weren't actually kids, but the woman didn't push it further. Her son on the other hand…

"Aren't you a dude?" Chase only replied with The Look. Jack knew that Look. The one that managed to communicate that if you kept up whatever it was that you were doing, he would cover you in yarn and dangle you over the cats.

"And that precludes me from selling these delicious..." he picked up a box and examined the label. "Lemonaides at eight dollars a hideously misspelled box how?" Just when he thought this exchange couldn't get any more awkward…

The rest of the day went pretty much like that, Wuya being alternatingly surly and overly friendly to customers and Chase utterly failing as a salesman because of attempts to use evil emotional manipulation over something as trivial as cookies. Part way through the day, they'd somehow managed to get a hold of a sharpie and insisted on correcting the spelling on all the boxes. If anything, that made their enterprise even worse.

"So girls, what did you learn today?" he said, watching the two of them attempting to force a box of Samoas on a group of teenagers. It should have been the easiest sell ever, yet somehow they were driving teenagers away from cookies.

"Don't intimidate your buyers and offer a warm, inviting shopping environment, but at the same time don't be overly familiar and be firm about prices," said Megan. The kid had been reading a copy of an advanced business textbook in her spare time.

"Don't leave your merchandise unattended," said Suzy.

"Don't tell people their hair is stupid if yours is even stupider," said Whatsherface. The kidlet had a point.

"Good lessons. Now, watch a real business man work some magic," he said, taking out his JackPhone (Patent Pending) and dialed Kimiko's number. "Yo Xiaolin Losers…" He would find out later that they weren't buying the cookies at the inflated price as Tex knew all about the cookie prices because of his sister being a former scout. Thankfully, their gecko wasn't so informed.