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The fact that Summer seemed to be running a little late that evening should probably cause a moment of concern for everyone, but probably not nearly as much concern as might be inspired by her eventual entrance. Which involved lugging in a big case of Spaghetti-Os.

"A lot of processed and canned foods," she said, thunking the big case down proudly and grinning over at everyone, "are actually formulated by food scientists to make them more addicting and make you crave them more. Did you know that? This is why some foods that taste even just sort of okay when you're sober will suddenly seem amazing when under certain influences. Now, I'll be honest, I've never really hunkered down and noshed by way through a whole case of Spaghetti-Os before< but someone put an extra zero in the system when doing her orders last week, and so we have an excess of this stuff at the store right now. So I thought 'perfect! We can use them for class!'"

“Perfect,” Stark echoed, clearly not agreeing with this assessment. “You know I would have helped carry that if you’d asked, Summer. Even if I’m frightened of what you’re planning on doing with it.”

"Whatever," Summer brushed the offer off, "it's a good workout. Anyway, we've got two recipes to work with today: pizza and cupcakes!"

Great things on their own, right? And both things to be actually baked! What could go wrong, right?

So many things could go wrong. So. Many.

“I’m very sorry,” Stark told the class. “About the cupcakes.”

"I'm not," said Summer, surprising no one.

“No,” Stark said, shaking his head but smiling in spite of himself, “you wouldn’t be.”

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Start sweating the moment those cans show up.

Cupcakes. Pizza. Spaghetti-O's. Not the throuple we want, but perhaps the throuple we deserve.

One of them might be rethinking event gifts right about now.

Pffft. That one knew exactly what he was signing up for. But if his regret was that bad, he could just go right ahead and try to take it back as said gift was, indeed, right there on her wrist for the taking.

Was it possible that Summer might catch Stark smiling in the direction of her wrist? Of course.

"Where did you even find those cupcakes?" Stark asked. "They're so..."

Maybe there were no words.

"Amazing?" Summer suggested, knowing full well that that was no where near the word Stark was looking for. The word Stark was looking for probably wasn't even in the same dictionary.

But more to the point, she shrugged her shoulders. "You can find anything in the internet."

And if that wasn't a clear sign of danger for the fact that Summer was, at times, terminally on-line....

The word Stark was going for might not even have an English equivalent.

"I suppose you can... but maybe you shouldn't."

"What else was I going to do with all these Spaghetti-Os, Stark?" Summer asked, with a gesture toward the case with barely even a dent in it.

She had donated some. A lot, actually. One step closer to helping eradicate world hunger, right?

This break-up was turning her into quite the philanthropist.

"Put them i-"

Stark stopped himself before he could say anymore. He hadn't meant to say even that much. And he was now concerned about what might be waiting at the bar tomorrow night.

"I don't know," he said. "Eat some?"

Give some to Raiden? Leave them in a common room in the dorms?

"Or... something like this. It almost makes sense."

Well, now both Summer's eye rows were lifted with the unknowable mystery of what Stark was going to say there. She had ideas, but what she needed was confirmation.

"This is eating them, Stark," she pointed out. "Just, like, you know....more creatively."

Oh, Summer knew exactly what Stark had almost suggested.

"You're eating the cupcakes?" Stark asked. "On purpose?"

Without being under the influence?

There was....a pause.

"Someone might eat them," she clarified, because it was probably not going to be her.

"I don't want to eat them," Stark said with a pleading expression.

"Maybe Goose would like them? Or... you could offer them to Raiden."

"Goose likes everything," said Summer. "But I'm not sure Raiden would forgive me for the pizza, actually."

She then looked at Stark and that pleading expression, and smirked, just a little.

"You don't have to eat them, either," she assured him, magnanimously.

Summer, Raiden had committed plenty of his own pizza crimes that were far worse than this.

"I think Raiden will eat nearly anything. But thank you. For not making me eat the cupcakes."

He'd be willing to try the pizza even though it seemed very odd.

He wasn't really rethinking anything. Stark would never. In fact, he was very quietly thrilled about the fact that his friend was still wearing his gift.

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