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Pie.

Everything in the fridge was pie. Elsa had come into the common room looking for tea, but she'd been in for a bit of a shock when she'd opened the refrigerator for some milk, and had been forced into skipping backward a few steps while three apple pies and a banana cream tumbled out from where they'd been crammed in there. She'd left the fridge handle covered in jagged icicles in her surprise, and would have retreated from the common room entirely in a panic if she hadn't felt guilty about the mess.

A bit of cleanup (and a rolling pin taken to break up the ice on the fridge handle before anyone else could see) and Elsa was carefully investigating the pie situation a little more thoroughly.

Pie.

Everything in the fridge was pie. There was no milk. There were no vegetables. Literally everything in the fridge had been replaced with pies of various types.

... Of course, there was nothing to do about it but help herself to a slice of lemon meringue and maybe give the television another chance. What was on it? A cooking show. What were they cooking?

Guess.

[Idek. Open, though!]

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"Not that I'm aware of," Elsa replied, looking up from where she was cutting another slice of strawberry-rhubarb. "There's just no room in the cold box for anything but all of the pie that's in there. I'm not entirely certain if this is something the island did, or somebody's idea of a joke, but I was quite put out to find that there wasn't even milk for tea."

And so she was taking it out on the pie, by making people eat it. That would show that pie, wouldn't it?

"... Please take some."

"I really shouldn't," Kathy said, reluctantly. "I mean, what if it belongs to someone else?"

Her stomach responded with a very loud gurgle. It was hungry. It had not been fed in whole hours.

"On the other hand, maybe a few slices wouldn't hurt."

Those poor pies.

"They've got a monopoly on the entire inside of the icebox," Elsa replied, too polite to say anything about the rumble, but too irked about her milk going missing to be particularly upset about potential pie-theft. "If they belong to somebody, they went out of their way to throw out everything else, and they didn't leave a note saying it was theirs. I think at that point, they get what they deserve if somebody eats them."

She'd had food in there! Where it had been sitting, there was now a stack of key lime, and one bumbleberry on the top.

"Help yourself?"

"Well, if you insist," Kathy said with unconvincing reluctance. "I'll just take a look. See if there's anything good in there."

Opening up the fridge, she saw a veritable mountain of pies. She had to blink a few times just to make sure it wasn't an illusion.

"...How on earth?" she mumbled, before becoming distracted by something far more important. "Is that a chocolate silk pie?"

"I have no id--did you say chocolate?"

Look, Elsa was just a bit of a chocoholic.

"Mmmhmm," Kathy said, shifting the pies in the fridge so she could pull out the chocolate pie. "It looks good, too."

One of the pies wobbled and began to fall off the shelf. Kathy moved in a blur of motion to snatch it out of the air.

"I..." She blinked at the pie in her hand, caught inches off the ground. "...At least the pie is safe?"

Even Elsa was kind of staring at that move. That was quite the impressive rescue, there.

"Better safe than on the floor," she decided, shaking her head and telling herself that she had probably blinked or something at just the proper moment... "I've already cleaned up three today. There are far too many in there, really."

Yeah, you go with that, Elsa. Kathy was. Or some other ridiculous and implausible explanation to deny what was going on.

"Well, fortunately, we're here to help with that a bit," Kathy said cheerfully. She held up the chocolate silk pie and the one she had rescued, which was looking a bit like a mincemeat. "Want a piece?"

"Of the chocolate one?" Elsa smiled a little. "I've already had a whole slice of the lemon, but... chocolate."

'But chocolate' was a perfectly valid reason for anything.

"Maybe a little slice? If it's no trouble."

Totally valid reason.

"No trouble at all," Kathy said as her stomach grumbled again. "...Though you should probably take as much as you think you're going to want. I'm starved. I'll probably just eat whatever's left with a fork."

And several others, knowing her new insane appetite.

"Right out of the pie pans?"

Well, that was... a very Anna thing to do, actually. Elsa blinked, but wasn't going to argue with someone who's stomach was making noises like that.

"I suppose I can't fault you for being hungry. And these pies really are quite good."

"Why dirty a plate if you don't have to?" Kathy said, not having grown up with servants who'd do the washing for her. "So long as I finish it, I'm not wasting any, right?"

She certainly wouldn't eat some and then put it back. That was just unhygienic. But eating the whole pie from the pie plate? That was just saving time and energy!

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