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By Doggie 🐶 – Chief Architect, Snack Bar Supervisor
1. The Original Fort (A Humble Beginning)
It started as a cozy two-blanket, three-pillow situation — a snug little hideout with just enough space for snacks, naps, and one emergency cookie stash.
But then I had a vision.
What if… our blanket fort became a plush metropolis?
Multiple “districts.” Snack bars. Nap pods. A lookout tower made entirely of couch cushions.
Mini Blue glowed yellow (interest). Pandy sighed.
2. The Blueprint (Sort Of)
My “plans” were drawn in crayon on the back of a pizza box:
Main Hall: For cookie negotiations.
Nap District: Extra-fluffy pillows only.
Snack Market: Constantly replenished cheese cubes.
Pillow Tower: For “security purposes” (really just for dramatic views).
Pandy reviewed it and said, “Where’s the structural integrity? And… permits?”
3. The Bureaucracy Begins
Pandy pulled out an actual clipboard (where does he even keep these things?) and said we’d need:
Zoning for the Snack Market (“no crumbs in the Nap District”).
Noise limits for late-night marshmallow roasting.
A “safety inspection” for the Pillow Tower.
Mini Blue turned teal (tension). I may have yelled, “Down with red tape!” while holding a cheese cube aloft.
4. The Compromise
Eventually, we reached an agreement:
I could build the Pillow Tower if it stayed under “three cushions tall.”
Pandy installed a “crumb sweep” policy.
Mini Blue became the official Fort Inspector, glowing mint green when all was well.
5. The Grand Opening
By the end of the day, the Blanket Fort Metropolis was alive with snacks, naps, and soft lighting (courtesy of glow sticks).
Mini Blue glowed bright yellow (approval).
Pandy sipped his tea in the Nap District.
And I whispered: “Who needs zoning permits when you’ve got cookies?”