Wonka's Sweet Shoppe, Sunday Afternoon

[thatsamilkshake]

Was getting Brownie and Artie hyped up on sugar the most intelligent thing Francine could do? No, probably not. But it was Easter. Much like re-using Prom dresses, there was a law about Easter baskets. They had to exist, and they had to have chocolate, jellybeans, and some form of stuffed animal at minimum...Besides, it might tire them out a little

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[tinyblondedeath]

"CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCOLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE!" roared Morgana, who actually did a credible impression of Katchoo's voice for an almost six year old who hadn't achieved the level of smoking and drinking it'd take to actually pull that off for real yet. "GIMME!"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine blinked at the terribly familiar-sounding... and looking... little girl. "Hi there."

Brownie, meanwhile, gathered her half-filled Easter basket to her chest. "Mine! Get your own!"

[thismaskiwear]

"OKAY, OKAY, KID, GEEZ!" Katchoo yelled, storming into the store after Morgana. "If I get you the damn chocolate will you -- oh crap, Francine."

[weebasstards]

"AUNT KATCHOO!" She counted as family, so she could have some chocolate. Brownie ran up to her, holding out her basket. "I got chocolate eggs and coconut eggs and peeps and mom says I can't blow 'em up in the microwave unless somebody's watching me so you wannnnna?"