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betterthanaplanThe Trash King's new palace compound was coming along nicely. It was made out of mounds of discarded junk, propped and beaten together to resemble an enormous, glorious dumpster! His minions gathered around, waiting to see what he thought.
"Hmmm," the Trash King mused, then gestured with the pickle jar stuck to his hand. "Could still use more trash."
"Um," said one of the raccoons. "Are you sure? There's a radio station that reports everything. They're going to figure out that it's the donuts, soon."
"Then we'll branch out," the Trash King decided. "Humans get all sorts of things delivered!"
His minions looked unconvinced.
"I'll add new prizes for when you accumulate enough points. Like . . . a catapult! And a quadcopter!"
The minions cheered and rushed off to go take over all the deliveries on the island.
[BDE week two begins! Holes: they not just for donuts anymore. Any delivery on the island can now come with a migratory, hungry hole!]
"Hmmm," the Trash King mused, then gestured with the pickle jar stuck to his hand. "Could still use more trash."
"Um," said one of the raccoons. "Are you sure? There's a radio station that reports everything. They're going to figure out that it's the donuts, soon."
"Then we'll branch out," the Trash King decided. "Humans get all sorts of things delivered!"
His minions looked unconvinced.
"I'll add new prizes for when you accumulate enough points. Like . . . a catapult! And a quadcopter!"
The minions cheered and rushed off to go take over all the deliveries on the island.
[BDE week two begins! Holes: they not just for donuts anymore. Any delivery on the island can now come with a migratory, hungry hole!]