Submission (#2797) Approved

Lucky strolls towards Scooby’s Pile, a plate of frosted sugar cookies in tow. He most certainly didn’t make this from scratch, but cookies are still cookies, even if they’re from the grocery store.

“Yo, Scoob! Got you some cookies!”, he says, leaving the plate by the pile. He covertly snags one for himself before leaving because he’s hungry too, ok? “Sorry, hope you don’t mind~!”