A silly tale about mysterious brownies
In a small town amongst peaceful green hills, nothing of importance ever happened. A dog lying in the road obstructing traffic made major news. Everyone was either friends or related to each other and there was never a squabble. Sometimes there was an occasional disagreement on the count of marshmallows in hot chocolate at the family restaurant.
You can envision this town as laid back, time slowed to a crawl. One morning a strange happening appeared on the steps of the town hall. The objects seen on the steps by the mayor when he arrived were not strange in themselves. They were strange as to the reason why they were placed there. The objects were a dozen brownies placed on a pink dishcloth.
The mayor was puzzled but there was no alarm as of yet. He thought that perhaps someone had given him a present. He picked up the brownies and placed them on his desk. He thought it was best to solve this mystery before he ate the brownies. No evil tidings or criminal acts usually happened in the village. Perhaps a passing stranger wanted to pull a prank and laced the brownies with laxative.
The mayor questioned the town hall employees. They were blank as to the reason why the brownies were placed on the steps. Not one of them had even baked brownies in awhile. The mayor knew all the employees well, as they were personal friends of his with no reason to lie about mysterious brownies.
The mayor thought it was best to ask the sheriff to help him solve the brownie caper. They went to the local pub and questioned the patrons. These patrons were so nice and did not drink too much grog. They never wanted to suffer the horror of running down someone's dog or cat in a drunken fashion. None of the patrons of the pub had placed brownies on the steps of the town hall. They had no idea who had done this deed. The sheriff and the mayor next went to the shoebox-sized post office. No one there had any idea who the brownie culprit was. They then went to the family restaurant. No brownies had been baked or eaten there in two weeks.
Soon the brownie caper turned into a full investigation. Local volunteers were recruited to help with the investigation. The mayor did not look on this with a good light. He thought it extremely rude for a person to leave brownies on the town hall steps without indicating who they were or the reason for their prank.
Every home was visited and every oven peered into. Every pan, bowl, mixing spoon, measuring spoon, and measuring cup was sniffed for brownie odor. Garbage bags were searched for discarded brownie mix boxes, baking cocoa containers, cracked eggs, cooking oil bottles, and wrappers from sticks of margarine. Everyone's eating habits were questioned.
The nice townspeople were mildly irritated at these intrusions. A town where nothing important happened suddenly had something to discuss. The townspeople were of the opinion that the mayor was obsessed. Just let it go they pleaded with the mayor. Throw those brownies in the trash. By this time the brownies had stiffened to the consistency of bricks.
The mayor could not let it go. He had to discover the culprit. Perhaps, he pleaded the person responsible might not be contented with just a one batch of brownies. Brownies might crop up on steps all over town. The culprit might not stop there. What if cakes, cookies, bread, rolls, biscuits, or muffins were left next? It might become a hazard. What if this culprit decided to place a plate of cookies on a dark porch at night? An elderly person taking out the trash might trip over it and break their hip. At this well thought out reasoning, the townspeople had to agree with their mayor. They whole heartily endorsed their mayor and urged him to continue the investigation.
The mayor placed a plea with a major city newspaper. He urged the culprit to come forward and confess. He offered the award of a free dinner at the family restaurant, the best food in the world. If the culprit came forward, he or she would be forgiven.
Time went by and no one owned up to the brownie caper. The brownie caper soon became gossiped about throughout the state. It soon appeared in the national news. With all this coverage no one still confessed.
The townspeople were perplexed. They were also a tad bit gleeful that the brownie caper gave the town some prestige. Opinions were passed and various theories told. One theory stated nationally was that a Girl Scout troop was selling their wares and left the brownies. People in town did remember seeing a Girl Scout troop the day before the brownie caper. Perhaps the Girl Scouts were going to sell brownies at the town hall. At the moment of reaching the steps a passing bee swarm stung them. They dropped the brownies and ran. What about the pink dishcloth the brownies were placed on? Girl Scouts do not usually sell brownies. The brownies were placed neatly on the steps, they did not appear to have been dropped.
The state police took the brownies to a major city. The townspeople thought that perhaps it was insidious plot against their mayor. The brownies might contain a brain washing substance. Election time was drawing near. There was a strange man that lived in town at the end of a dead end road. He had pictures of St. Bernard's on his overalls. He had numerous yellow plastic dog whirligigs in his yard. He owned a ratty haired mongrel that left little presents all over people's yards. This man had once stated that he should run for mayor, as he did not agree with the mayor's policy of scooping up after dogs. Perhaps he had planted the brownies as a plot to take the mayor out of the election.
The brownies were examined. They did not contain a brainwashing substance. It was discovered that in each brownie there was a silver Girl Scout cookie. It was determined that if these cookies where consumed it would render the taste buds inactive to the pleasures of chocolate.
The sheriff searched for the Girl Scout troop seen the day before the brownie caper. The Girl Scout troop was found and hauled into the village. They were questioned. The sheriff noticed that one Girl Scout had a suspicious look. As he approached the Girl Scout, she bounded away. The sheriff pursued her to the Town Square. Among a gathering crowd, the sheriff pounced on her. The Girl Scout facade melted to reveal a chocolate bunny.
This bunny confessed to the brownie caper. The reason was revenge. With chocolate tears running down her face, she told her story to the astonished crowd. As a boy, the mayor's parents had bought him four chocolate bunnies for Easter. He devoured them although their frantic screams sounded in his ears. The bunnies the mayor had devoured were the chocolate bunny's family. After spending many years hatching an elaborate ploy, the bunny brought out her revenge. The plan was to get the mayor to eat the brownies with the Girl Scout cookies within. It would have rendered the mayor's taste buds dead to chocolate for the rest of his life. No more chocolate bunnies would be sacrificed to the mayor's stomach.
The story softened the sheriff's and the townspeople's hearts. It was unanimous decision to forgive the chocolate bunny. The villagers decided to take her in and let her reside in the town. The mayor forgave her also, glad that the brownie caper was solved. He did eye the chocolate bunny with a fixated stare and with chocolate dreams on his tongue. The townspeople made the mayor eat a silver Girl Scout cookie. The chocolate bunny made a silver Girl Scout cookie for everyone in town. They all ate a cookie. The townspeople did not want to be tempted to nibble on the chocolate bunny.
What happened to the chocolate bunny? She resides in the town square in a giant basket. The children often feed her gumdrops and licorice. The town became known world wide as the home of the living chocolate bunny. So they would not lose their friend, the townspeople made a law. If outsiders want to see the chocolate bunny, they must put on a muzzle so they cannot nibble.
Words by Amy Buchanan
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Written on 2006-10-29 at 05:08
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Brownies on the Steps
In a small town amongst peaceful green hills, nothing of importance ever happened. A dog lying in the road obstructing traffic made major news. Everyone was either friends or related to each other and there was never a squabble. Sometimes there was an occasional disagreement on the count of marshmallows in hot chocolate at the family restaurant.
You can envision this town as laid back, time slowed to a crawl. One morning a strange happening appeared on the steps of the town hall. The objects seen on the steps by the mayor when he arrived were not strange in themselves. They were strange as to the reason why they were placed there. The objects were a dozen brownies placed on a pink dishcloth.
The mayor was puzzled but there was no alarm as of yet. He thought that perhaps someone had given him a present. He picked up the brownies and placed them on his desk. He thought it was best to solve this mystery before he ate the brownies. No evil tidings or criminal acts usually happened in the village. Perhaps a passing stranger wanted to pull a prank and laced the brownies with laxative.
The mayor questioned the town hall employees. They were blank as to the reason why the brownies were placed on the steps. Not one of them had even baked brownies in awhile. The mayor knew all the employees well, as they were personal friends of his with no reason to lie about mysterious brownies.
The mayor thought it was best to ask the sheriff to help him solve the brownie caper. They went to the local pub and questioned the patrons. These patrons were so nice and did not drink too much grog. They never wanted to suffer the horror of running down someone's dog or cat in a drunken fashion. None of the patrons of the pub had placed brownies on the steps of the town hall. They had no idea who had done this deed. The sheriff and the mayor next went to the shoebox-sized post office. No one there had any idea who the brownie culprit was. They then went to the family restaurant. No brownies had been baked or eaten there in two weeks.
Soon the brownie caper turned into a full investigation. Local volunteers were recruited to help with the investigation. The mayor did not look on this with a good light. He thought it extremely rude for a person to leave brownies on the town hall steps without indicating who they were or the reason for their prank.
Every home was visited and every oven peered into. Every pan, bowl, mixing spoon, measuring spoon, and measuring cup was sniffed for brownie odor. Garbage bags were searched for discarded brownie mix boxes, baking cocoa containers, cracked eggs, cooking oil bottles, and wrappers from sticks of margarine. Everyone's eating habits were questioned.
The nice townspeople were mildly irritated at these intrusions. A town where nothing important happened suddenly had something to discuss. The townspeople were of the opinion that the mayor was obsessed. Just let it go they pleaded with the mayor. Throw those brownies in the trash. By this time the brownies had stiffened to the consistency of bricks.
The mayor could not let it go. He had to discover the culprit. Perhaps, he pleaded the person responsible might not be contented with just a one batch of brownies. Brownies might crop up on steps all over town. The culprit might not stop there. What if cakes, cookies, bread, rolls, biscuits, or muffins were left next? It might become a hazard. What if this culprit decided to place a plate of cookies on a dark porch at night? An elderly person taking out the trash might trip over it and break their hip. At this well thought out reasoning, the townspeople had to agree with their mayor. They whole heartily endorsed their mayor and urged him to continue the investigation.
The mayor placed a plea with a major city newspaper. He urged the culprit to come forward and confess. He offered the award of a free dinner at the family restaurant, the best food in the world. If the culprit came forward, he or she would be forgiven.
Time went by and no one owned up to the brownie caper. The brownie caper soon became gossiped about throughout the state. It soon appeared in the national news. With all this coverage no one still confessed.
The townspeople were perplexed. They were also a tad bit gleeful that the brownie caper gave the town some prestige. Opinions were passed and various theories told. One theory stated nationally was that a Girl Scout troop was selling their wares and left the brownies. People in town did remember seeing a Girl Scout troop the day before the brownie caper. Perhaps the Girl Scouts were going to sell brownies at the town hall. At the moment of reaching the steps a passing bee swarm stung them. They dropped the brownies and ran. What about the pink dishcloth the brownies were placed on? Girl Scouts do not usually sell brownies. The brownies were placed neatly on the steps, they did not appear to have been dropped.
The state police took the brownies to a major city. The townspeople thought that perhaps it was insidious plot against their mayor. The brownies might contain a brain washing substance. Election time was drawing near. There was a strange man that lived in town at the end of a dead end road. He had pictures of St. Bernard's on his overalls. He had numerous yellow plastic dog whirligigs in his yard. He owned a ratty haired mongrel that left little presents all over people's yards. This man had once stated that he should run for mayor, as he did not agree with the mayor's policy of scooping up after dogs. Perhaps he had planted the brownies as a plot to take the mayor out of the election.
The brownies were examined. They did not contain a brainwashing substance. It was discovered that in each brownie there was a silver Girl Scout cookie. It was determined that if these cookies where consumed it would render the taste buds inactive to the pleasures of chocolate.
The sheriff searched for the Girl Scout troop seen the day before the brownie caper. The Girl Scout troop was found and hauled into the village. They were questioned. The sheriff noticed that one Girl Scout had a suspicious look. As he approached the Girl Scout, she bounded away. The sheriff pursued her to the Town Square. Among a gathering crowd, the sheriff pounced on her. The Girl Scout facade melted to reveal a chocolate bunny.
This bunny confessed to the brownie caper. The reason was revenge. With chocolate tears running down her face, she told her story to the astonished crowd. As a boy, the mayor's parents had bought him four chocolate bunnies for Easter. He devoured them although their frantic screams sounded in his ears. The bunnies the mayor had devoured were the chocolate bunny's family. After spending many years hatching an elaborate ploy, the bunny brought out her revenge. The plan was to get the mayor to eat the brownies with the Girl Scout cookies within. It would have rendered the mayor's taste buds dead to chocolate for the rest of his life. No more chocolate bunnies would be sacrificed to the mayor's stomach.
The story softened the sheriff's and the townspeople's hearts. It was unanimous decision to forgive the chocolate bunny. The villagers decided to take her in and let her reside in the town. The mayor forgave her also, glad that the brownie caper was solved. He did eye the chocolate bunny with a fixated stare and with chocolate dreams on his tongue. The townspeople made the mayor eat a silver Girl Scout cookie. The chocolate bunny made a silver Girl Scout cookie for everyone in town. They all ate a cookie. The townspeople did not want to be tempted to nibble on the chocolate bunny.
What happened to the chocolate bunny? She resides in the town square in a giant basket. The children often feed her gumdrops and licorice. The town became known world wide as the home of the living chocolate bunny. So they would not lose their friend, the townspeople made a law. If outsiders want to see the chocolate bunny, they must put on a muzzle so they cannot nibble.
Words by Amy Buchanan
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Written on 2006-10-29 at 05:08
Tags Brownies
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