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peckishmods ([personal profile] peckishmods) wrote in [community profile] peckenpaugh 2020-06-05 08:30 pm (UTC)

MEMORY: Dinner Date

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Everything is huge. Or, more accurately, everything looks huge from the perspective of the little russula muscheron. The shoebox is lit with a birthday candle in the middle of a table made from one of those plastic separators that comes in a pizza. It's a fire hazard, but you have to take chances when it comes to romance. The table is set with thimbles for cups and bottle caps for plates, filled with scavenged human delicacies. Cheez-it chunks, bacon bits, and squished tater tot pieces served in half of a sunflower seed shell. Peach schnapps from an airplane sized bottle almost as big as the muscheron. Dessert will be a surprise, chunks of Twix served on new pennies.

The musheron checks their reflection in the back of a shined up spoon. The bad luck human spore had given them face paint and adornments, and it makes them glow with pride. They are ready to woo.

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