Post by zepopeboy on Nov 10, 2007 10:52:54 GMT -5
Landon decided he was no longer Landon Pope, but Landon! The Great Explorer. o.o He had to do something to occupy his time, and thinking up great nicknames was an easy thing to do. He had a ton of others, but I won't bother you with listing them off. That would take to long and you would be bored by the time you finished reading it, trust me.
Landon heard his tummy growling and checked his watch. Only 10:50. =O A whole hour and ten minutes until lunch. Mistuh Pope could not wait that long for food. He would have to find something to eat. And where better to do that? Somehwere he had never been before. Duuuuh. Mistuh Pope was going to go exploring in the kitchen.
What a wonderful place to go exploring.
Landon was currently on the third floor, and he knew the kitchen was on the ground floor. So Landon left the third floor and headed down to the dungeon. To have fun! Yes, it would be fun. An tasty. As Landon walked towards the smell of delightful food, he thought of what he, Landon, wanted for a snack. Something tasty. Something big. It took Landon the entire second floor to figure it out.
Mistuh Pope was going to have a giant cookie! And he was going to bake it himself. No silly house-elf was going to help him. Landon could get by on his own, thank you very much. And that was exactly what was going to happen. Mistuh Landon Pope was going to make a giant cookie.
Landon entered the kitchen [finally, yes, he is a slow walker] and headed over to the cooking area, ignoring the house-elves. He began searching the shelves for a recipe for cookie batter. Then he would just bake a big cookie. Yuuuum. But he didn't know where the cookbooks where. -.- This was going to take a while. His tummy rumbled, reminding him of how hungry he was.