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Chupacabra Campfire [Tuesday Evening]

One workshop on explosions, one more day spent avoiding Luke and Gavin's back at the campfire. He's not hiding this time, but he's still prepared to run should anyone mention quarters or tigers or 'angels.'

After his workshop, he'd gone into town and picked up ten bars of chocolate. Yes, ten. Look, they might taste different, okay? Of course, Gavin's not thinking of chocolate plus fire equals a mess. He's too busy trying to decide which to try first.

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Karal fumbled to catch the bar, laughing a little. "I think you're just waiting to see if something strange happens to me," he teased, opening the bar and smelling it tentatively.

...he hadn't thought Karal would guess that.

"I don't want anymore quarters bounced off my ass," he explained. "So, maybe."

"Quarters bounced off your...ass?" There was blushing as he asked that question. "I'm almost afraid to ask you to explain that."

"Luke bounced a coin off my...rear," Gavin said, coughing as he did so.

"Oh." Yes, more blushing and he held up the chocolate bar Gavin had thrown him. "Well, if this makes me think I'm a, a chicken, you have to promise to confine me to the cabin until it wears off."

"No," he said and grinned.

"See if I hide you under my bed," he muttered and nibbled warily on a corner, then paused - almost holding his breath - to see if anything would happen. "Tell me I am not a chicken? Please?"

"I'm sorry, Karal," he said solemnly, "you are, in fact, not a chicken."

Karal tossed the empty Snickers bar wrapper at him. Snickers wrappers were hardly effective projectiles, however, and it fluttered to the ground well short of it's target. "No thanks to you," he grumbled, but he was trying not to laugh. "This, despite its lack of chicken transforming properties, is extremely good. Far superior to the other one."

"Hey, if you want me to ask around for something that'll give you chicken like qualities, I will," he promised before biting into a candy bar himself. "This one has nuts in it too."

"No, I think I would prefer to remain human," he said decisively. "I might be allergic to feathers, and I do not wish to spend my time sneezing. This, however," he waved the bar, "was a very good idea."

"I think you'd be a good chicken," Gavin said, smiling around his candy bar.

Karal lowered his candy bar and just stared. "You think I would be a good chicken."

He laughed at that reaction. "Your face...you should see it right now."

"You just told me you believe I would be a good chicken!" Karal gestured dramatically with the candy bar. "That is a very strange thing to say! I have no idea how to react to it, other than doing this." He pointed at his face, which was starting to look rather amused at the idea.

"Put some feathers on your head," Gavin said, laughing himself now, "and a pointed nose and perfect!"

"I am not dressing up as a chicken!" he said repressively. Or as repressively as he could, which wasn't very. "If the oddness strikes and I am transformed into one, that's one thing...and I cannot credit that I actually just said that."

"I think someone wants to be transformed into a chicken," he teased lightly. "I could call you Cluckral!"

And the last bit of Karal's chocolate bar went flying towards Gavin.

Not expecting that, Gavin didn't move and the chocolate bar thwapped his shoulder before rolling harmlessly to the floor.

"Poor chocolate bar," he said sadly.

"It was sacrificed for a noble cause," Karal said solemnly.

"The cause that of changing Karal into a chicken?" Hey, he could tease too!

"I am not going to be transformed into a chicken!" He was laughing now, making it hard to talk. "It was merely a random example!"

"You say that now," Gavin said. "I didn't want to be a magician with a tiger either."

"This is true," he said, laughter stopping abruptly. "This is very true. Well, if I do somehow become a chicken, will you be kind enough to feed me? Perhaps ensure no one makes a meal of me?"

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