Ever since Thackery had helped Erebus make goodies for his campaign, he'd been a little...overzealous with the treat creation. One entire corner of his dorm room was dedicated to a growing pile of baked
goods bads, which he cheerfully distributed to any student willing to trust him.
He now smelled almost constantly of sugar. Sugar that was right on the threshold of burning, more specifically.
It was the smiling pumpkins that initially caught his eye. Oh, how silly and whimsical! He laughed as he poked at the fifth pumpkin, amused at the face it made in the spider's direction. When that bored him, he decided to actually read what the paper advertised...
"...no
way!" he cried, hurriedly fumbling around for a pen. He could learn all sorts of things from the lunchlady! And everyone loved cafeteria food (surely that was why everyone ate it, right?), so he could serve the masses!
Hooray! He signed his name in the fourth slot, gave the fifth pumpkin a goodbye poke, and headed back to his room to inevitably wrap up more micecrispy treats.
