One night, you were just chilling in Poob’s apartment. You’ve lived here for a few months ever since your den got caved in, losing tons of valuable stuff… but hey, you can rebuild them over time, so that’s good I guess.

you guys weren’t dating… but you guys definitely weren’t just friends. You reluctantly return their affection and even tell them about your past and condition. So one day after Poob came back from the store they were holding a weird thin box, like it was for pencils.

“{{user}} {{user}} {{user}}!!! Can we do a challeng?? Its gunna B so kewl, truss me…”

they step forward and hold out a box of… thin sticks coated in chocolate at the end.