Adventures, Capers and Escapes - Danger Shop, Thursday Period 3

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The Danger Shop was gussied up to look like a camp fire today. There were logs around the fire for everyone to sit on. There were even bags of marshmallows. "Hello!" Between the social seating and how happy he was to see everyone, it probably wasn't going to be a good day for the introverts. "Marshmallows are real, fire is not. It will cook the marshmallows though if that's your sort of thing.

If you take nothing else away from this class, take this: marshmallows are always better warm and gooey. Also, you have no better tools at your disposal than your ability to communicate and a quick mind. Mostly the marshmallow thing though.

Starting with you," he said, pointing at whoever was sitting closest to his left, "you're going to tell us a story about yourself or something you've done. It's going to be compelling and might even convince the King, because there's almost always a King, to spare your life. He wants some entertainment and what you can come up with will determine your fate. Same as always, really. Doesn't have to be real. On you go." He slid onto the dirt, propped his elbow up on the log and settled in for a good yarn.

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Re: Tell Your Story

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"Okay, so this one time?" Hank began, "My whole family and me got kidnapped as a wedding present for our archnemesis, who likes to dress like a butterfly. But he wasn't supposed to kidnap us anymore, so we got to go to the wedding instead, and my dad was the best man! Oh, and David Bowie was there. And then a guy without any arms and legs kidnapped the bride, because he's a jerkface. And he tried to kill David Bowie, but David Bowie escaped by transforming into a pack of cigarettes. And then I was flying around wearing a fake beard and then we helped save the day!"

The sad part? This was all completely true.