Pizza Guy

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About the Images

Today’s post is inspired by the wildly fun “pizza guy” collaboration between Bad Unicorn and Arcback for the current round of The Mens Department.

If you’ve ever dreamed of delivering (virtual) food in style, the Pizza Delivery Bike by Bad Unicorn is your new ride. This wearable vehicle comes packed with animations; just wear or add it, turn off your AO, and you’re ready to roll!

Touch the bike for the resize and customization menu, where you’ll find eight texture options to match your mood (or your delivery route). If you’re sinking into the pavement, a quick hover height tweak will fix you right up. And for that finishing touch, left-click to honk the horn. Because what’s a pizza run without a bit of flair?

Pair the bike with the Sloober Eats delivery uniform by Arcback, and you’re fully equipped for your shift in style. The jacket, pants, and backpack are sold separately, or you can grab them all in the convenient Megapack. There are four color combos available, including the bold black-and-orange Halloween edition worn here by Gavin.

A quick heads-up: the jacket and pants are sized for Legacy (M) only. Don’t forget to try the demo before you buy.

Be sure to grab your slice of fun at The Mens Department before it closes! After the event, the Pizza Delivery Bike and Sloober Eats uniforms will be restocked hot and fresh at the Bad Unicorn and Arcback mainstores—guaranteed delivery, no tip required.

Full credits are below the story. Store and event SLurls are available on the Store & Event Links page.

The Story

It was late one cozy autumn evening when Serena and Gavin were curled up on the couch, swapping stories about the strange jobs they’d had before finding their “real” careers.

“I used to work at a theme park,” Serena said, smiling at the memory. “I was one of those princess characters: you know, giant ball gown, perfect posture, sparkling tiara. My job was to smile, wave, and not melt in the summer heat.”

Gavin smirked.”That sounds very you.”

“It was… until the day I sneezed during the parade.”

He laughed. “In costume?”

“Oh, yes. Picture this: all eyes on me, glittering sunlight, the music swelling. I tried to hold it in, but instead I let out the loudest, least princess-like sneeze imaginable. My tiara flew off, my wig shifted, and I scared a toddler so badly he dropped his ice cream.” She laughed, shaking her head. “That video went viral for a week before the park’s PR team buried it. After that, I got moved to greeter duty. Indoors.”

Gavin grinned. “Royalty in exile.”

“Exactly,” she said. “Your turn. Ever been fired?”

Gavin hesitated, his mouth twitching into a sheepish smile. “Technically, yes.”

Serena raised an eyebrow. “Technically? Do tell.”

Gavin sighed, shaking his head with a grin. “Okay, fine. I was in college, totally broke, living off instant noodles and cheap coffee. I needed a job that fit my class schedule, and there was this local delivery company called Sloober Eats. They were kind of a knockoff of Uber Eats, but cheaper and with fewer rules. People joked that their slogan was something like, ‘Fast, Fresh, and Sometimes On Time!‘”

Serena laughed. “Sloober Eats? That sounds fake.”

“Oh, it was real,” Gavin said, pointing at her. “And desperate. They didn’t even ask if I had a car. When I said I had a scooter, they just handed me a stack of pizza bags and a reflective uniform two sizes too small.”

“I can already tell this ends badly,” Serena said.

He nodded solemnly. “It was actually going fine for a while. I’d zip around campus delivering pizzas, salads, sandwiches, you name it. But then midterms hit, and I was running on about three hours of sleep and pure caffeine. That Friday night, everyone on campus and the surrounding neighborhood decided they needed a pizza at the exact same time. The orders were piling up, the manager was yelling, and I made the worst decision of my short-lived delivery career.”

Serena leaned forward, eyes sparkling. “What did you do?”

“I thought I could save time by delivering everything in one trip,” Gavin said. “So I stacked every pizza I could fit onto the back of my scooter—fifteen, maybe twenty boxes—balanced like a leaning tower of cardboard. I even tied them down with bungee cords, thinking I was being clever.”

Serena was already laughing. “Oh no…”

“Oh yes. I looked like some kind of pizza superhero gone rogue,” Gavin said. “I started down the main street, trying to beat the clock, but I hit a pothole and didn’t realize that the bump sent the whole stack into slow-motion chaos. The top pizza slid off… then another… then another. One by one, they started flying off the back of my scooter like cheesy frisbees.”

Serena gasped, clutching her stomach with laughter. “You’re kidding.”

“I wish I were,” Gavin said. “Next thing I know, I hear barking. And growling. Then the sound of absolute canine anarchy. I looked in my mirror and saw half the neighborhood dogs chasing me—labs, corgis, terriers, all going wild. They were tearing into pizza boxes right in the middle of the street. One golden retriever had a pepperoni hanging out of his mouth like a victory banner. Another grabbed a whole box and took off into the bushes.”

Serena was laughing so hard she could barely speak. “A doggie pizza party!”

“Exactly!” Gavin said. “I tried to go back and pick up what was left, but they thought I was joining in. By the time I made it back to the restaurant, I looked like I’d gone through a pizza war zone. Marinara everywhere. Cheese on my shoes.”

Serena wiped away tears of laughter. “Please tell me your boss didn’t fire you on the spot.”

“Oh, he did,” Gavin said with a rueful grin. “Didn’t even raise his voice. Just looked at me and said, ‘Son, I think you’re more of an animal guy than a pizza guy.’ Which, ironically, turned out to be true.”

Serena giggled, setting her coffee mug down. “So that’s how the world lost its fastest Sloober Eats driver.”

Gavin smiled. “Fastest and shortest-lived. I think I set a record.”

She picked up her mug and raised it in a mock toast. “To Gavin, the legendary Sloober Eats pizza guy… and to the dogs who ate better than anyone else did that night.”

He clinked his cup against hers. “And to never trusting bungee cords again.”

Outside, the autumn wind stirred fallen leaves across the porch. Serena couldn’t help picturing the scene: Gavin flying down the street on his scooter, pizzas flying off like frisbees, dogs in joyous pursuit under the glow of the streetlights. It was absurd, hilarious, and completely endearing—just like Gavin.

CREDITS

Gavin

WINGS Gift 05 Hair (group gift)
Not Found Jerry Skin
Deep Static Ryan Glasses
ARCBACK Sloober Top & Pants (NEW @ TMD)
ARCBACK Sloober Backpack (NEW @ TMD)
MEMENTO Lakrem Sneakers

Scene

Synnergy.Tavis Trick-n-Treat Lane Backdrop
[Bad Unicorn] Pizza Delivery Bike (NEW @ TMD)
[Bad Unicorn] Meal Deal Set
JIAN Classic Chihuahua Black
JIAN Classic Poodle Collection White
JIAN Light Fawn Pug
Rezz Room Giant Schnauzer
Rezz Room Adult Toy Poodle