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Third Floor Common Room, Monday afternoon

When Belle arrived in the common room this afternoon she was greeted by the sight of a rather ridiculous amount of marshmallow candies stacked on a table. There were any number of different colors of bunnies and chicks as well as some different flavors.

"What's a Dr. Pepper meant to taste like?" Belle wondered. "Or Mike and Ike? Why are the marshmallows flavored with people?"

Hopefully they weren't really people but the flavors did have people names and that was a bit odd.

"These sparkly purple ones are interesting though. And wild berry seems like a reasonable flavor."

She hadn't even seen the Hot Tamale, Sour Watermelon, or Fruit Punch flavored ones yet."

There were so many marshmallows. Belle had no idea what to do with them all but perhaps a taste test would be in order.

[Open, obvs!! And you're welcome, intern porg.]

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Libby, feeling a little restless after her class, went upstairs to see if anything interesting was going on in that common room and saw that her gut instinct was not too far off.

"Oh, wow," she said, eyes a little wide toward the table. "That's a lot of candy."

You'd think, by now, it wouldn't be so surprising, and yet...

"I found it here when I came in," Belle said. "I'd no idea marshmallows came in so many flavors and colors. Would you like some? I was thinking I might try out the different flavored ones at least."

"I do like to try different things," said Libby, moving toward the table with a bit more curiosity now, "although I've never really been very big on sweets, especially candies like these. We didn't have much sugar, growing up, so some of this stuff is almost....overwhelming, you know?"

She was picking out a little blue Peep, though, for a closer look.

"I never had anything like these," Belle said, waving her hand towards the table. "Especially in recent years at home. I'm very curious what Mike and Ike are meant to taste like."

And why the candy was people-flavored. It wasn't like these were snickerdoodles.

"I wouldn't really know, either," Libby admitted, but there was a bit of mischief in her grin, "but I've never been prone to cannibalism."

Nor would she likely ever be, especially considering that picking up the chick had turned out to be a mistake, now that she'd picked it up.

"They're actually almost too cute to eat," she found herself admitting, holding the marshmallow up with a little frown.

And now that she'd looked it in its eyes, there was no way she could eat it.

"Nor have I!" Any biting of dark haired men with mysterious powers that may have occurred in the past had not been cannibalistic!

"Some of them are less cute. Some have melted eyes or eyes in the wrong place. See?" She reached for one with its eyes both on one side of its head.

"Oh," said Libby, looking slightly horrified despite holding back a laugh, "but I'd feel even worse about eating one of those ones. They've got it bad enough as it is."

And now she was on the brink of saving and adopting a small nation's population worth of marshmallow chicks and rabbits.

"Perhaps you'd be putting it out of its misery?" Belle suggested, eyeing the chick in her hand critically.

Libby, don't make her eat them all herself!

"Oh, no," said Libby, with s shake of her head. "I don't believe that. Even a difficult life is one still worth living...

"...but," she added, a little thoughtful, "the Bible says God put the animals on Earth for us to eat from, and I guess you could say the same for marshmallow animals, too..."

"These animals are certainly meant to be eaten," Belle said.

They even came with nutritional information labels.

"And trying the different flavors ought to be interesting, at least. I'm terribly curious about Mike and Ike! And Dr. Pepper. I wonder if it's spicy?"

"Why are they all so brightly colored?" Beta wanted to know, inching slowly into the room. Food coloring wasn't really a huge thing back home, okay?

"I've no idea," Belle admitted. "Perhaps just to be eye-catching?"

Beta drifted over to pick out a bright blue bunny and sat down in an armchair to absently pull an ear off of it and take an experimental nibble.

"They're definitely hard to miss. Maybe that's the point."

"It might be," Belle agreed. "Or perhaps someone just really likes brightly colored sugar?"

Beta took another nibble and frowned. "It doesn't taste any different from regular sugar, though. The appeal has to be visual."

"Some of these are flavored," Belle said. "Though I'm at a loss as to what Mike and Ike taste like. Or Hot Tamales. I may have to try all of them."

For science!

"Those names are incredibly unhelpful." Beta scowled at a hapless Mike and Ike's box. "How is anyone supposed to know what they taste like unless they try --"

She shook her head.

"Right. Marketing strategy, which appears to be working on you."

Harsh, Beta.

"It's effective," Belle said with a small shrug. "It made me curious."

At least she hadn't paid for the candy?

"Definitely effective, then," Beta said, though hopefully it didn't come across too judgmentally this time. "I'm guessing you didn't order all of this?"

"Oh no." Belle shook her head. "It was all here when I arrived!"

"You don't think they were meant to lure you in, do you?" Beta asked with a frown like the super socially well adjusted person she was.

"If they were it's too late now," Belle intoned, then grinned. "I don't think there's anything to fear inside the dorm buildings."

"So far there's been no evidence of it," Beta agreed, and her shoulders seemed to relax a bit just at hearing herself say so out loud. "And Aloy wouldn't leave me here if the risks weren't negligible."

She sighed and took another tiny nibble of marshmallow bunny ear. "This place still makes no sense, but in a mostly harmless way."

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