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Okay, now we just sprinkle on a little powdered sugar, and... |

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Fin...ished... |

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Did something happen to him while you were shopping? |
He's still in shock.
| Better let him work through this one himself. |

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For sixteen years, I was so sure... |

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Yeah, whatever. I'm pretty beat. Making tarts sure takes it outta you. |

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Hey fam! You look wrecked. Are the tarts done? Ooh, those look sooo cute! Lemme snap a quick pic for Magicam! |

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What, NOW you decide to show up? |

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I just came to see how hard my little newbs were working. |

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It's tough work if you're not used to it. But there's no better cure for the ails of fatigue than something sweet from the oven! Help yourself to some of this tart. |

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Pretty funny how you managed to show right when it was ready to eat, Cater. |

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Heh heh. Someone's gotta be the official taster! |

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Mmmm... That smells so good... Glossy chestnuts on top, fluffy cream below... I can't wait another second, I'm going in! |

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Oh, dang... |

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Yuuum! Liked and subscriiibed! |

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This is like something from a fancy bakery. |

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Rich in flavor, yet not too sweet... It's like chestnuts are dancing across my tongue! |

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Is that... a good thing? |

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Oh, Trey! You gotta do the thing. |

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The thing? Oh... That. |

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Uh, wanna fill me in here? |

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What's everyone's favorite food? |

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Me? Probably cherry pie. Or hamburgers. |

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Canned tuna's at the top of my list. Then maybe cheese omelets, roast meat, pudding... |

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If I had to pick, I guess I'd say... omelet rice? |

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I like a nice lamb chop with diablo sauce. |

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All right, you've got it... Let's "Paint the Roses"! |

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Huh? What does that mean? |

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Take another bite of your tart and see. |

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Huh? How- Now it tastes like cherry pie! |

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It's just like canned tuna! *munch* *munch* Now it tastes like a cheese omelet! And grilled meat! *munch* *munch* And pudding! |

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Neat trick, eh? That's gotta be a hit when Trey's having tea with the ladies. |

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It's very impressive. Is changing flavors your signature spell, Trey? |

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Technically, it's "overwriting characteristics." I can change taste, color, smell, whatever. It only lasts for a little while. But it is kinda like covering up the real thing hence, "painting." |

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If I had magic like that, I could be eatin' canned tuna every meal of every day! That's way better than Riddle's stupid collar magic! |

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Oh, that's in a whole other league. His signature spell is a weapon. Mine's just childish prestidigitation. Speaking of Riddle - it's too late to give him these now. Let's call it a day and do it tomorrow. Don't forget that tomorrow's the unbirthday party. You don't want to be late. |

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[MC], can I crash with you again? It doesn't sound like I'll be allowed back in my own dorm tonight. |

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Again, seriously? |

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It isn't right to keep mooching off of [MC], Ace. |

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Yeah, it ain't! If you wanna stay tonight, you gotta pay for the privilege! Ten cans of tuna! |

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What?! Guess I'm sleeping outside, then. |

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Why don't you go and stay at [MC]'s dorm too, Deuce, so you can keep an eye on him? As vice housewarden, I can issue you a sleepover pass. |

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That's our Trey, always spoiling the newbs. What fun for you. Ooh, maybe I'll come too! What do you say, [MC]? |

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No pass for you. |

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Aww. Sad trumpet... Womp womp wooomp. |

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Sorry to dump them all on you, [MC]. At least it's just for tonight. |
It's no problem.
| Sure. See you tomorrow. |

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Tomorrow's the unbirthday party. Finally, I'm gonna get rid of this stupid collar! Just you wait, Riddle! |
Heartslabyul Dorm - Lounge
Heartslabyul Student |
Trey! Cater! You're finally back! We've been looking everywhere for you! |

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What happened? |
Heartslabyul Student |
Ten dorm members were caught violating rule 256... "No drinking honey-sweetened lemonade after 8 p.m." Housewarden Riddle collared them all! |
Heartslabyul Student |
I can't take it anymore! I can't live like this! Everything we do violates some insane rule! I want to transfer to another dorm... *Sob* |

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It'll be okay. We'll go talk to the housewarden. You go back to your room. |

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- Sigh*... Guess I'd better go make some tea or something, as a show of deference to the Queen.
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Thanks, Cater. Oh, but make sure it's herbal tea, not black. You know what rule 153 says about drinking tea at night. |

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...Yeaaah, sure. Of course. |
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