I do like a good chicken tender. Mother would you be a dear and roast up a few for your hardworking tower members?

How I read that:

 

 

I do like a good chicken tender. Mother would you be a dear and roast up a few of your hardworking tower members?

*scribbles a note in her notebook*

 

Ten asked Mother to cook the chicken army for him/her and his/her cohorts, threatening the very army with which Mother plans to take over Canadialand. Mother will not be happy about this.

How I read that:

 

 

I do like a good chicken tender. Mother would you be a dear and roast up a few of your hardworking tower members?

 

Weird ... so did I!

 

Oh no not the chickens! Have some novices instead.

Do I look like I need a rescue party?!?!

 

Very well. You all can help

 

Anything with a party, sounds great ;P

Does this Accepted get into trouble often?

 

You have no idea . . . LOL!

 

 

*steals some chook feathers* >.>

Help Me!

I'll help!

*is confused about chickens*

*carefully lifts Clara the Chicken into 8's arms so 8 can talk to her*

ooooh chickens? Fried, baked, or roasted. *licks lips* All sound yummy.

 

 

oh wait. Kidnapped Aes Sedai? is that even possible!? who could do such a dastardly deed?

*gags 6 before it lets out any secrets*

*gags 6 before it lets out any secrets*

 

Must be a kidnapper!

You'd love to have me kidnap you 10! Besides, you're my multiple. Mayhap we should have coffee sometime. How about it

number 5=nerd!!!!

 

(im sorry,but no math on DM)

I'd like to!!

Present!

 

Fried Chicken! Nom nom.

WOOT CHICKEN!!!! alright people. Dig in!

 

Gestures to the army of chicken now being fried country style

One is here!!! Now I think Two is the only lost Number....

Perhaps Two is imaginary?

You're all imaginary. Figments of my imagination and such.

I'm a beer induced hallucination now???

Nah, you're far too dressed to be my usual alcohol-induced dreams.

I'm a figment of someone else's imagination.

I'm a figment of a figment.