The Deck [Sunday, Late Morning]

[knowsnokungfu.livejournal.com]

Obligatory holiday call to Ellie down, and Chuck had taken his book and a 'breakfast' of a glass of Jelly Beans outside and found the he could add Peeps to the menu (so long as he was quick enough to get hold of them before the three second rule applied). The island didn't want him to be healthy today, so who was he to try and derail that plan? Seemed awesome to him.

He didn't have any grand ideas for ways to spend the day, so he was keeping it simple flopped out on a lounger with a book. It was pretty decent out for now, and he'd decided to relax and enjoy it.

"Eddard, " he mumbled through a mouthful of Peep, "you don't let your kids keep a direwolf, that's a terrible idea..." Even while reading, Chuck was physically unable to keep from talking, even if no one was likely to be listening.

[[Yeah, this would be a combination of Method RP and canon. Open!]]

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[seaweed-demigod.livejournal.com]

Trying to shower this morning had yielded a stream of jelly beans falling onto his head. That had put Percy in a crappy mood so he'd tried to get rid of that by heading to the beach for swim. It was warm enough and the water was water there.

He was coming back now, towel draped around his neck and wet hair clinging to his head when he spotted someone on the deck, talking to himself while reading.

"The book's not talking back, is it?" Percy asked because he couldn't really rule that out.

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Chuck hadn't really expected anyone to be listening, book or otherwise, and he glanced over with a, "Huh?" before he really processed what had been said and swallowed his mouthful.

"Oh. Right. No, no and if it does I think I should demand my money back, because that is definitely not what I ordered." Even if it would be kind of neat...

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"Well, that's comforting at least," he said, stepping up onto the deck and wincing when something rained down on his head.

Again.

When he looked and found yellow Peeps, he frowned and stared up at the sky, wondering if Zeus was having himself a laugh or something. "What is it with this day, man? First jellybeans and now this."

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Yeah, Chuck did not have a problem with food rain, provided it was safe non-messy food rain, and he grinned, raising his glass of jelly beans in a toast.

"You've been here at Christmas, right?" This was nothing. "I almost got buried in cookies when I opened my closet once."

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"I actually went home so I missed all that fun," he said, snagging a Peep off the ground and sitting down, intending to dry off before going back inside the dorms. "I just gotta wonder where this food is coming from. Like, is it even fresh?"

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"I'm pretty sure a nuclear bomb wouldn't kill these things," Chuck noted, snagging another Peep from his collection and holding it up for closer examination.

"I'm thinking, if anything, the radiation would morph them all into some giant mutant marshmallow blob-type monster that absorbs everything. Like gelatinous cube, you know?" Maybe Percy wasn't quite the nerd Chuck was.

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Percy blinked and looked from Chuck to the Peep he had in his hands and back to Chuck. "Have you...studied Peeps extensively or are you just putting me on right now?"

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Maybe he'd put a little too much thought into it over the years.

"Extrapolating from the amount of times I've puffed them up in microwaves," Chuck answered, shrugging and popping it into his mouth. It was about equal to the number of times Ellie had made him scrub out the inside of said microwave. "And then adding a bit of... Fandom."

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"Wow." Percy wasn't sure if he was impressed or...weirded out. He'd go with impressed for the moment. "I never got these as a kid. Too messy, not enough money, I wanted chocolate, blah blah blah. But, sounds like these and Twinkies could be grouped into the same category of indestructible food."

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Chuck nodded easily, flipping his book closed and holding his place with his finger.

"But I have not put any thought into what radiation would do to those... Which I'm guessing is probably normal." Which Chuck was not, really.

"My theories pretty much end at Peeps."

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"Darn, I was hoping to get a lecture on the chemical components of Twinkies today!" No, that wasn't true at all and Percy smiled to make sure Chuck knew it.

He stood up to toss the Peep away and turned to try and sit back down when he noticed the Cadbury Egg in his seat. "...you didn't put this there, did you?"

Percy picked the chocolate egg up and showed it to Chuck. "You're not the Easter Bunny, are you?" That was less serious than the previous question.

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"Actually I'm off-duty," he joked, grinning at Percy. "I left my ears upstairs."

... "I'm kidding." Around here, and with someone who didn't know you had to clarify. "That was nothing to do with me," Chuck promised.

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Snickering, Percy picked up the egg and sat back down. "Imagine the mess if I'd sat on this, right? I think I'd have been wanting the Easter Bunny's damn head on a plate. Apparently, this island is having some fun today."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

While it was true that Alexander was used to a lot of odd things happening to him, this morning, all the candy everywhere was feeling like a bit much, and he definitely needed to get outside and get some fresh air.

...

"Is there something...different out here?" he asked, once he got to the deck and took a look at the odd-looking grass that most certainly did not look right.

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"Marshmallows," Chuck answered cheerfully, holding one of his up. Or, they were as close to marshmallows as something with that many preservatives could be. "I'm thinking of maybe collecting them all together and jumping in them..."

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"That," Alexander noted, "sounds much better than eating all of this. If I didn't know any better, I'd think the island was trying to get rid of us all now that the semester is over by killing us with an overdose of sugar..."

And the morbid part was that Alexander sounded almost genuinely concerned about that. That's what you get when you spend your whole life knowing that someone will try to kill you once they were finished with you...

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"That... would be very creepy of it," Chuck agreed, wrinkling his nose and eying his latest Peep. "If it makes you feel better, I've eaten about twenty and not dropped dead yet?"

A moment more considering it, and that marshmallow too went into his mouth. "Bit of both?" he suggested, as he was finishing it off.

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At the mention of eating about twenty of those things, Alexander's stomach clenched in a sort of residual sugar sickness. He grunted a little, hand on his torso. "You are a stronger man than I," he readily admitted. "I doubt I would be able to keep so many down."

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"I think my stomach is made of lead at this point," Chuck shared. "I've been training it since I was... well, since I've had teeth."

"I've eaten way weirder things."

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"It's not so much the strangeness of them," Alexander said, looking at one of the Peeps he'd caught in his hand, "though they are certainly odd. My concern is more in the fact that they cannot possibly be made of anything other than sugar, sugar, and, well, more sugar."

There was a faint pause as he frowned down at the little bird and decided that he didn't think he could eat it, and his attention shifted toward curiosity.

"How much stranger, if I may ask?"

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"Well, it doesn't really take much to stranger than just sugar," Chuck pointed out. "But, my uh, my buddy Morgan, is the sort of friend who will eat pretty much anything, and if he eats it I used to feel like some kind of wuss if I didn't try do the same..."

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"I...see," said Alexander, carefully, although his really didn't. Not enough to be confident, anyway. It did leave him wondering if this was one of those things where Rosella would say what they were eating was something much stranger than it actually was... "What was the worst, then? I really can't imagine too much I haven't eaten that I thought was particularly strange until I started coming here..."

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"... We blended a Happy Meal once." That had been... an experience.

A really, really disgusting experience.

"I don't recommend that." Just in case Alexander was in any doubt as to if it was an experiment that worked.

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"A...Happy Meal?" Alexander asked, since he had the feeling this was something more than just a meal that one might enjoy to great pleasure. Of course, that was a possibility, too, though, clearly, Chuck's experience had lead it to become a Very Unhappy Meal Indeed.

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"It's a kid meal you get off-island," Chuck clarified for him. "Like a little cheeseburger, fries and toy."

"... We didn't blend the toy."