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Better than a fairytale
Everyone has heard the story of Hansel and Gretel. They get sidetracked in a forest and are led to a mysterious looking house made out of gingerbread.
And of course, being that this was a Nexus, similar situations had to apply here.
As it just so happens, that fiesty Ocelot was walking down the hallway, attempting to figure out what to do with the build up of energy inside of him. He stopped abruptly, lifting his head and picked out a scent nearby.
Chocolate.
Immediately, he followed the scent that stopped at a brown door. Seeing as he was named after a feline, curiosity took hold of him and he pushed the door open. Inside the room was a small lane, and at the end of that lane was a house.
A house made out of chocolate.
Baffled and yet allured by the sight, Ocelot had no choice but to step inside and make his way down to the edible home.
You better stop him or join him, or he'll try to eat it by himself.
And of course, being that this was a Nexus, similar situations had to apply here.
As it just so happens, that fiesty Ocelot was walking down the hallway, attempting to figure out what to do with the build up of energy inside of him. He stopped abruptly, lifting his head and picked out a scent nearby.
Chocolate.
Immediately, he followed the scent that stopped at a brown door. Seeing as he was named after a feline, curiosity took hold of him and he pushed the door open. Inside the room was a small lane, and at the end of that lane was a house.
A house made out of chocolate.
Baffled and yet allured by the sight, Ocelot had no choice but to step inside and make his way down to the edible home.
You better stop him or join him, or he'll try to eat it by himself.
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Urk... I er... I think I'll have to pass.
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[Dave is just as reluctant as Hal is. He still remembers the details of that time with the truffles and he's not so willing to try the chocolate this time.]
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...
[He shrugged his shoulders.] We really should stop finding rooms like this.
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[He picks off some white chocolate stucco.] Really looks good... [The old man is really tempted to taste it and pay the consequences.]
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Okay... I will. If you start to suspect that I might be putting on some weight, pull me out of the room, okay?
[He snaps off a little piece of chocolate brick and pops it into his mouth.]
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I don't have any cravings for more.
[Hal grinned.] Maybe just a little more.
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Be careful~
You never know.
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[He took off another little bit and chewed it thoughtfully.] It's definitely not the same as the truffles.
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[He looks back to the house.] Yeah? How is it, then?
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Like... er, lining the windows? That sort of looks like it's made with a mixture of hazelnuts.
[Hal snapped off the door handle, and nibbled his way into the chocolate. He grinned.] And this is filled with caramel.
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Hnh. Let me try that- [He motions for a piece of that door handle.]
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[Hal offered over the door handle, licking his finger free from the caramel goodness.]
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Mmmh~
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Looks like I found your favorite type of chocolate, huh? I've never seen you make that face before.
[Only when... yeah. He's not going to mention that incident in the basement.]
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[He finishes it off and licks his lips.]