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The enticing aromas are just too much for you. "FOOD!" you scream. "MUST HAVE FOOD!"
"No!" Fred hisses through clenched teeth. "Not the junk food! You'll..."
With a loud snap, your remaining suspender gives way, and your huge gray belly flops out of your coveralls. You tumble forward, directly toward the food stands. Fred, meanwhile, flies backward, crashes into a game booth, and is buried in a pile of plushies.
Your momentum carries you right through the wall of the nearest food stand. People run away screaming, but you hardly notice them. All you care about is finding something to eat. On your hands and knees, you scrabble about madly, grabbing anything edible and stuffing it in your mouth. Candy, popcorn, peanuts, hot dogs--it doesn't matter what, as long as it's FOOD!
By the time Fred has freed himself and found you, you have consumed virtually every edible item in the stand. "Oh, no!" the wolf morph groans. "Now look what you've done!"
Written by Funny Animal