Sex And Candy, Wednesday, Second Period

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Cindy had left a note on the classroom door telling the students to head up to the Danger Shop. As the students arrived, they would see that it had been programmed to look like a beautiful garden. A closer examination would show that everything in the garden was edible--more than simply edible, even. Much of it was candy. Spun-sugar flowers decorated the path. The bark of the trees might be made of candied peppermint, or peanut brittle, or simple chocolate. Even the 'dirt' was made of crumbled cookie pieces, with gummy worms burrowing through. Colorful rocks were little pieces of hard candy and the weeping willow dangled branches of thin caramel over the path. The apple tree was growing candy apples, of every different variety, and the tiny lemon tree gushed lemonade when the bark was cut.

Today, class was held in a garden full of moddable candy and treats.

A really sharp observer might notice that there was no sign of Cindy.

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Re: Explore the Garden

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Warren couldn't help but find himself enthralled with the contents of the garden, looking around up-close and personal before taking off to get himself a birds-eye of the whole she-bang.

Candy. All of that, candy.

He didn't eat anything, busy circling around overhead and trying to memorize all the little details that he could. It was entirely possible that he was trying to figure out how to duplicate that on the Worthington bill.