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Tybalt was really enjoying playing around in Noland's booth. Not only was it easy and fun, but it provided a tasty snack each time. He would have to drop by as often as he could!

Approaching the booth again, he picked up an apple from the bowl and bit into it, waiting for the voices to appear in his mind once again with a single word. Which just happened to be the best word yet!

"Hell yeah!" The black dog, crunched the last of his apple and tapped one of the cards in front of him.

AWESOME

Was he biased? Yes. Yes he was.

Phil stopped by for an apple, still blazing away in mortifying agony. The flames continued to burn on. Taking a bite, he thought of the word "puppy" only one card would return with a fitting answer as far as he was concerned.

BURNS

Oh Jack it burns. Hey, it was fitting.

When Eisheth arrived at this booth it looked empty, as if everything was finished already. At least, a pile of apples was still standing on the counter, so the alchemist grabbed of what was left. However, at the very moment she did it her senses started to fade; she was hearing a voice trying to tell her exactly one word: "Puppy". Not sure what it means, she noticed three cards floating in the air next to her. The horseman touched one of them labeled:

This time, Draven made his way back to the mysterious apple and word booth with a purpose. To grab and apple, and maybe try to remember. Or see someone.

He walked right up to the counter, picked up what looked like a tasty apple, and took a bite. The voice that come from no where spoke, and the cards appeared.
He eyed the cards, making sure to also cast a few glances around the booth. Still just him, the apples and the cards. Oh, well. He reached out and touched one card.

SLEEPY

And like before, he found himself somewhere new, holding an apple.

Oh, apples! Scrumptious-looking apples!
Mayaa had worked up an appetite running from booth to booth, and so she picked one up and bit into with no hesitation, paying no attention to the weird eerie mist emanating from the basket.

The moment she followed, she began to feel light and feathery, and visions of puppies danced in her head. Puppiesssssssss, so many puppiesssssss. Oh looooooooook, a fluffy white oneeeeeeee

She reached out, trying to touch it.

"Frost...?"

And then she re-appeared at another booth, still day-dreaming of puppies, oblivious to the partially-bitten apple that still remained in her hand.

SN: AliLV

Taking a bite out of the sweet and juice fruit, Poke listened to the whispering voices, the word 'puppy' coming to mind. It was a interesting word, because there were a lot of things that she could say about a puppy, but she chose the one thing that she felt most matched.

Mitsu

because Mitsu was a adorable puppy that needed hugs and cuddles dammit!

(sn: poke mattix)

Ah yes, the apple booth. he'd almost forgotten about it. Red eyes peered at the red apples, head tilting as he debated if he wanted one of the ripe fruits yet again. He actually hadn't suffered for ingesting the food, so it was a safe booth in some ways. Safe being objective. Amityville was safe like a Large Mouth Bass that ate princesses was safe. Or a water temple was safe. Safe was always questionable. Safety throw to Nayru, Frost in the Storm went to the booth and did as he'd done before, bitting into an apple, and looking as the cards appeared. The word in his head was nothing like before and 'Butts' was not a suitable answer. No, he needed something good. Something truthful. Something- Like Jove. yes. A puppy was like a Jove. Though he doubted the foxfire would much like to be seen as such, give then fact he was a hob when Frost was just a knob.

But then what could he put down? Jove wasn't even an option. Farts was, but Frost didn't think puppies matched farts. They farted yes, but not the closest thing in the world that matched. Fluff matched, but it was common, mundane and flat out given. Hilter... Well now that card just seemed a bit rude. He wasn't sure why but it did.

Even if he felt like it would be funny if give the right time.

The cards left were Cuddle and Drool. Cuddles.... Dogs did love to cuddle. A finger to the card the others vanished. Cuddles were always good for puppies. Cuddle was his card.