Fresh baked goods are the solution to all of life's problems

[faithful_kitsune]

*Whoever's keeping an eye on the green snake dragon issue might notice a certain odd woman with nine tails approaching, humming happily, hauling a sack that would put Santa Claus to shame on her back. She seems to have a distinct purpose here, but what?*

Oh excuse me! Mr. Dragon? Yes, I apologize for bothering you, but I was wondering if perhaps you would like some lovely pastries? I believe the machine called them, ah, "Poffins." They're tasty, and they'll give your scales a nice gleam! May I offer you some?

*Is she off her gourd, or what?*

EDIT: *Apparently not, considering the monster snake has now officially completely stopped blocking the lab. Mission accomplished!*

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[anemonsters]

[The Poffin is gone in a blink! Rayquaza shimmies out a little farther.]

[faithful_kitsune]

Yes, that's it. Come on, come on!

*Another toss, a bit further away. That's the trick!*

[anemonsters]

[As it uncoils to snap at the latest treat, part of the doorway is exposed.]

[faithful_kitsune]

*She flies further away, throwing another treat at him.*

There we go! Aren't these great? You're looking healthier and shinier already!

[anemonsters]

[Maybe he's born with it. Maybe it's Maybelline Poffins. It's moving significantly faster now.]

[faithful_kitsune]

*Ran flies faster herself, towards her destination. She throws one more to it before heading there, setting down with the bag.*

[anemonsters]

[The lab is now monstersnake-free. The hill and Ran, however, are currently the targets of some Grade-A looming.]

[faithful_kitsune]

*Ran smiles sweetly. Then, with a flourish, opens the bag and lets it fall to its side, spilling its tasty contents, before bolting herself. Bon appetite, Sir!*

[anemonsters]

[A great pastry massacre has befallen this land. Weep for their brave sacrifice, fair maiden.]