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The Park: Sunday afternoon

The poor peeps had slowly stiffened as the day progressed, until their little peep selves were too stiff to move. They were still soft and squishy inside, but their sugary coating had become just that little bit crunchy.

Bad for moving. Good for eating.

That would be why someone had gathered up hundreds of them into big bowls and put those big bowls on tables in the park. That same someone has also made a massive sign that said:

First Annual Fandom Peep Eating Contest

Eat Until You Can Eat No More

WIN FABULOUS PRIZES

Considering the peeps had been running about all day, that someone was a bit of a bastard. Which probably meant the fabulous prizes was a total lie.

[ooc: Plz wait for the OCD]

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Eat those peeps. The record is 102 at a sitting - can you beat that?

Maybe not, but you can try!

Michelangelo was there. He had to be. There were sugar peeps that had to be consumed in a friendly-but-competitive manner.

It was entirely possible that he was slathering them with pizza sauce before shoving them into his large turtle mouth. To each their own, dudes!

Sokka stared at Mikey. "TELL me that's not pizza sauce???"

Mikey blinked at Sokka, oh so very innocently.

"I would dude, but then I'd be lying to you."

He then held out a pizza peep toward him and grinned. "They're not half bad, man! Wanna try one?"

Sokka shrugged and tried one. "Hmmm... Not bad. A little... Uh. WEIRD. But not bad." He shrugged again. "But not my thing. I'll never win this contest if I eat 'em like that."

There was an eating contest. A CANDY eating constest. Of COURSE Sokka was there. 102? NOT a problem.

Except once he hit about 40, he started getting queasy.

Sugar! Rikku was here for the sugar.

And offering peeps to Todd. Omnomnom.

Mid-way through the Peep eating, a fine mist sprung up - not quite a fog, not quite a rain, and it was centred on the park.

The extra moisture gradually freed the remaining Peeps from their sugary paralysis, and they began struggling to escape. From the bowls, from people's hands, even from people's mouths where they were half consumed.

As they escaped, they fled across the park, heading for the safety of the spot where they'd been born. Grown.

Whatever, it was where they felt safe.

[mod your peeps - none have to make it to safety!]

Edited 2008-03-23 19:26 (UTC)

"Hey, little sugary peep dudes! Come back!" Mikey gave chase, tossing his pizza sauce to the side. "Guys, if this is about the pizza sauce, I totally understand! Really! Come back!"

He wasn't going to hurt them! He was just going to devour them!

When the Peep in Sokka's mouth started wriggling, he spat it out and stared at it. "STOP THAT!!!" he yelled. "That's DISTURBING!!!"

He poked at the sugary mass now writhing on the table and shrugged. "I'd better put you out of your misery, huh?" he asked, as he scooped it back up and finished it off.

Then he grabbed a now-empty bowl and dove after the running snacks, trying to trap some of them under it.

Ping me here if you need anything!

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The Park: Sunday afternoon

PEEP EATING CONTEST

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Part way through the peep eating contest

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OOC