Wonka's Sweets Shoppe | Sunday
It was a regular day at Wonka's.
Because a regular day at Wonka's involved there being a small fort made of various kinds of gummies on one of the display tables. Bucky'd been by the store late last night and it hadn't been there. By this morning, it had just sort of appeared. He wasn't entirely sure, but he felt like some of the strategically placed gummy bears outside it were guarding the thing.
The HELP WANTED continued to hang in the window of the store, and Bucky was behind the counter, wondering whether he'd already been here too long when that whole gummy business seemed to make almost perfect sense to him.
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Because a regular day at Wonka's involved there being a small fort made of various kinds of gummies on one of the display tables. Bucky'd been by the store late last night and it hadn't been there. By this morning, it had just sort of appeared. He wasn't entirely sure, but he felt like some of the strategically placed gummy bears outside it were guarding the thing.
The HELP WANTED continued to hang in the window of the store, and Bucky was behind the counter, wondering whether he'd already been here too long when that whole gummy business seemed to make almost perfect sense to him.
(open!)