WHO: Calvin and OPEN
WHERE: The part of the City which is currently candy
WHEN: Backdated to Saturday
WARNINGS: So much candy
SUMMARY: Calvin is a small child who found out there was a place made of candy. The inevitable happened.
FORMAT: Quick
Calvin was currently lying sprawled on his back in the middle of the street. Ordinarily a kid lying in the street would be something of a traffic hazard, but there were no moving vehicles on the street at the moment due to it being made out of gumdrops unfit for use as a transportation surface, and the vehicles themselves being transformed into immobile licorice unfit for use as transportation.
“Ooogh...”
Right now enough of the street was in Calvin’s stomach to make his digestive system qualify as a Public Works project. Sugar and chocolate was smeared around his mouth. His glazed eyes stared up at the sky in mingled agony and bliss. For a six-year-old, this experience was not gluttony. This was transcendence, such that a sage might quest after. And right now Calvin had so much transcendence in him he felt like he would never eat anything ever again.