I was just a pawn you played - open + swedish fish?

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    Clementine had been wondering around, thinking about food. This was a normal thing for her. She would walk around and think about food and then stumble upon some. Or well conjure some.up. But she wouldn't know that it was her that conjured up the food. She often assumed some awesome person left it there for her. That could be a trap but she never looked at it like that. She looked at it like 'oh look food, gimme!'. And seeing that she is immortal, food poisoning was the least of her worries.


    So the shiba inu was on a walk when she found it. A small box with the label 'Swedish Fish'. Now any normal animal would ignore it but not her. She picked it up and noticed it was sealed which immediate made her tear it open to find the contents. Red, fish-shaped soft, chewy candies? Now that sounded good! The canine stuffed one into her mouth and chewed, taking in the flavor and overall deliciousness of it.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 450px;][font=georgia]"The fuck are you doing, kid?" Seafoam would say, coming up and doing her old habit of scrunching her nose in disgust. It was human food, honestly, and it made her want to puke; she had never and never would have a taste for human products (except brownies because she could put weed into them). "Trying to die? You got some kind of death wish?"

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    Clem looked up to Seafoam and gulped, giving the deputy an innocent little grin. She didn't see what was so wrong with it. It was only a harmless little sweet. She almost offered the older sunclanner a candy but took note of the disgust and discarded the idea. "A death wish? Don't be silly. I can't die" the shiba inu child chimed with a little giggle, tail wagging obliviously before putting the box to the side. "I can get rid of them if they disturb or disgust you" she added with a polite nod.

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    / brownies bc she can put weed in them
    should I be laughing this hard cuz I am


    The red color of the fish shaped candy enticed Kate. They looked like they tasted of cherries, and she winked at Clementine before reaching out and grabbing one. "They smell fine, Sea!" She said cheerily, before popping it into her mouth and taking her good time chewing it. Candy was something that Kate did not come across often, and if Clem was fine, then she should be fine. She couldn't distinguish a flavor, but the sweetness brightened her tastebuds and she grabbed another. "And they sure taste fine, too!" She gushed, noisily chewing the sweet.

    PARADISE
    in the night, the stormy night, away she'd fly


    The golden retriever's ears perked up as she heard voices. The cream-furred child came over, chocolate brown eyes open wide as she stared at the little reddish fish. They smelled sweet and tasty, and she reached one paw towards them, slightly. But then she stopped for a moment, her nose twitching. What did they smell like? Cherries? Strawberries? Damn, she couldn't decide. Paradise finally actually swooped one into her paw and popped one little fish into her maw, and began chewing. As all candy did, it tasted delicious. "Mmmm, they're good." Her tail gave a soft wag as a miniature smile worked its way onto her face. Though, she tilted her head to one side at Clementine's statement of "I can't die". "Wait- what? What do you mean by 'you can't die'?" She asked, her eyes, for a second, glancing over her clanmates who were gathered at the scene- Seafoam, Finalfantasty or Cloud or whatever he was called, Kate, and then back to Clementine.

    Swedish Fish, huh? Sounded... Swedish. Cold reached over to grab one, and felt the bumpy surface of the red fish. He frowned and put it in his mouth. He wasn't disappointed with the taste.