An Odd Little Confection
Damien and Alabaster were almost finished shopping for their upcoming wedding. They had the tuxedos, the wedding bands and the perfect venue, all that was left were the decorations, invitations and the cake. After walking for some time, Damien's nose picked up on a very sweet scent coming from a local shop on the corner. Following the rather decadent smell, they entered the store.
It was called The Gourmet Pocky Shoppe, and it was quite beautiful. Neither man had noticed it sitting on the corner before, then again, neither really had a terrible sweet tooth. But, something about this shop made them feel happy and comfortable, so they decided to peruse the Pocky in the displays. Alabaster tilted his head at all of this extravagantly decorated Pocky and pondered what a lemon souffle Pocky would taste like. Damien was on the other end of the shoppe, smiling at all the colors drizzled on the tiny sticks, before noticing one brown-orange one in the back of the display.
"Hey, 'Bast!" He called, waving the other over. "What about that one? The Salak Fruit flavored one. I like it's color!"
"Yeah, that one does look nice..." Alabaster pondered, nodding to his fiance. "I go see how much it is!" He turned and wandered towards the register, peering around for a staff member. "Hello? Is there anyone there?"
"Yes! Just a moment!" Replied a voice from the back of the shoppe. A few moments later, a young black haired man appeared with a smile. "Can I help you gentlemen?"
"We would like to purchase the Salak Fruit Pocky in the display case, please!" Alabaster said, smiling. "This place is so beautiful! I'll have to recommend you to my friends!"
"Thank you for the compliment!" The man said, bowing his head slightly. "I'll have your Pocky for you in just a moment." He went over to where Damien stood watching the Pocky and retrieved it before heading back over to Alabaster. "Here you are! Please take care of it!"
"Take care of it...?" Damien asked, blinking.
"Yes," The man said, smiling awkwardly. "Please refrain from eating this Pocky, something odd will happen to it if you don't!"
"Oooh, okaaaay." Damien nodded, gazing to Alabaster with a shrug. "We won't eat it."
"Good! I'll ring you up then!" The man replied. "That'll be..."
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Both men walked out of the Shoppe with peculiar faces. What would happen to this little stick of Pocky if they didn't eat it? Was it a magical stick of Pocky? Would it grant them a wish? Would it become a monster?! Neither man knew what was to come out of such a small confection, but both were curious enough to wait and find out.
Damien and Alabaster were almost finished shopping for their upcoming wedding. They had the tuxedos, the wedding bands and the perfect venue, all that was left were the decorations, invitations and the cake. After walking for some time, Damien's nose picked up on a very sweet scent coming from a local shop on the corner. Following the rather decadent smell, they entered the store.
It was called The Gourmet Pocky Shoppe, and it was quite beautiful. Neither man had noticed it sitting on the corner before, then again, neither really had a terrible sweet tooth. But, something about this shop made them feel happy and comfortable, so they decided to peruse the Pocky in the displays. Alabaster tilted his head at all of this extravagantly decorated Pocky and pondered what a lemon souffle Pocky would taste like. Damien was on the other end of the shoppe, smiling at all the colors drizzled on the tiny sticks, before noticing one brown-orange one in the back of the display.
"Hey, 'Bast!" He called, waving the other over. "What about that one? The Salak Fruit flavored one. I like it's color!"
"Yeah, that one does look nice..." Alabaster pondered, nodding to his fiance. "I go see how much it is!" He turned and wandered towards the register, peering around for a staff member. "Hello? Is there anyone there?"
"Yes! Just a moment!" Replied a voice from the back of the shoppe. A few moments later, a young black haired man appeared with a smile. "Can I help you gentlemen?"
"We would like to purchase the Salak Fruit Pocky in the display case, please!" Alabaster said, smiling. "This place is so beautiful! I'll have to recommend you to my friends!"
"Thank you for the compliment!" The man said, bowing his head slightly. "I'll have your Pocky for you in just a moment." He went over to where Damien stood watching the Pocky and retrieved it before heading back over to Alabaster. "Here you are! Please take care of it!"
"Take care of it...?" Damien asked, blinking.
"Yes," The man said, smiling awkwardly. "Please refrain from eating this Pocky, something odd will happen to it if you don't!"
"Oooh, okaaaay." Damien nodded, gazing to Alabaster with a shrug. "We won't eat it."
"Good! I'll ring you up then!" The man replied. "That'll be..."
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Both men walked out of the Shoppe with peculiar faces. What would happen to this little stick of Pocky if they didn't eat it? Was it a magical stick of Pocky? Would it grant them a wish? Would it become a monster?! Neither man knew what was to come out of such a small confection, but both were curious enough to wait and find out.
