Art by a certain artist who doesn't wanna be tagged anymore, but captioned with permission
Malcore couldn't believe it when Des had handed him the uniform, and told him mom had signed him up to join her brownie troop.
"But..But..i was trying to be more manly!" Malcore had whined and whimpered.
"Hey, don't shoot the messenger. Mom says to get it on, you'll be going to the newbie meeting in 20 while I'm out selling more cookies." Des said and tossed the outfit to him and walked out.
Of course Malcore could of just ripped up the uniform, but he knew from experience that wouldn't end well for his poor little butt. so he got dressed then stormed downstairs, finding mom in the living room and let her have a earful.
What Malcore didn't know was that Des was sick of being a brownie, and being as she out it: a cookie selling slave. She wanted to go and explore like she saw that the boy scouts were doing and noticed that Malcore's scouts were going on a full weekend get away for all their newbies.
Being handed Malcore's uniform and her new spare one her choice was made.
By the time malcore gets up to Des's room she'll already be gone, having met up with the other scouts and making up a lie Malcore begged to swap places with her.
Malcore meanwhile is less then pleased to find out that since mom and dad have plans for the day, and Josh is out of town, she's making him go to the brownie meeting. he's going to look ever so cute with a little red wagon and waddling door to door to sell his cookies isn't he?
1 month, 1 week ago
08 Mar 2021 13:05 CET
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