She Prepared Cookies for One Cub Now There's Queue of 200 Sci

She prepared cookies for one cub now there's a queue of 200. Now there was a line, a massive, impossibly organized militarized line of cubs that stretched out the mess hall, snaked through two corridors, wrapped around the training yard, crossed the gravel lift, and looped back inside. A ripple of awe swept over 200 small lethal beings, snacks, one cub whispered, as if reciting sacred scripture. The cub slowly advanced, one step every thirty seconds, each approaching Aria with ceremonial gravitas as though meeting a war goddess. All while Aria sweating, holding her now cool tray kept repeating, it's just flour and sugar and love.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/little-scifi-stories-on-the-go--7033804/support.