Wolfshiem picked Zandophen and Jazzapple up from school. When he took a left instead of a right, Zandophen piped up. "Daddy home is the other way." "I have to get some items at the store." Wolfshiem replied. "Ok…" he sighed. "Can we get candy?" Jazzapple asked, putting on a puppy face. "And what have you done lately that you think you deserve a treat?" "I've made my bed, eat my veggies, and do good in school." "Things I don't expect you to do already." "Umm…I'm cute?" "Nice try princess." Wolfshiem led his two kids into Target, going to just for a few items like detergent, bread, and a card for Abraham's birthday next week. He for carefully avoided the toy aisle. Reaching an end of an aisle, Zandophen's eyes turned the size of dinner played, …show more content…
They'll still feel bad they undersold us cuz we're kids." "Jazzapple, I don't know whether to be proud or disgusted now." "I'm good at this." "But your lemonade is good…what's in this?" "Chrystal light lemonade with a bit of Cristal." Wolfshiem spittaked, "You put booze in this?!" "You put booze in a lot of stuff, I'm thinking it makes people wanna have it." "And you're selling it to kids?" "No, I don't expect kids to have $10, that's why it's for adults!" "Oh Buddha why…" Wolfshiem took away the spiked lemonade, and replaced it …show more content…
"There, I'm not allowing you to sell alcoholic lemonade to people." "But dad!" "No." Wolfshiem did pay them $5 for the pitcher of 'Cristal' Light Lemonade, it was good as fuck and wasn't wasting it. They didn't put a ton in so it just gave it a satisfying back kick. Drinking it, he watched people buy lemonade at their over inflated price. They brought out Jazzapple's Barbie boom box and played the radio to attract people. She got all dressed up and did her dance routine and yelled in her megaphone. "Oh yes people! Lemonade!" Zandophen mostly sat behind the counter playing with his dinosaurs. At the end of the day Jazzapple counted their jar of money, "We made $24.25, nice! We can buy the DVD and my bows." "How many people did you attract with those prices?" Wolfshiem asked at dinner. "Well…we got 15 people, mostly neighbors and they paid around $1.50." "Nice, your tactic worked?" "Yup. We lowered the prices though…no more $10 lemonade. We made it $5." Wolfshiem laughed, "Oh you guys, I'm really proud of you, I'll take you to get those things tomorrow ok?" "Oh boy! Thanks dad!" "Uh huh." The next day around 10am Wolfshiem took Jazzapple and Zandophen to Target.
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