[Action] > backdated to yesterday afternoon for pacing's sake.

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[If you happen to be out and about in the village today, you might find find a strange sight. There is a scattered trail of brightly coloured candies in the snow, in various locations throughout the village. Where a tree or a bush might have once been, there is now nothing but candy. In the smithy, what was once a sword is now candy. The broom that

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[It will be somewhat into the evening when Sigmund goes looking for Ed. He suddenly had a six year old to take care of and all. It's time consuming work. Thankfully, Ed isn't a hard man to find today. He just follows the trail of candy... right to the... candy fountain? Oh. Well.]

Edward...

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[At Sigmund's voice, Edward looks up, startled, and then hastily hides his hands behind his back. Accidentally touching someone is about the last thing he wants to do right now.]

My lord!

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[Oh, Ed. Sigmund sits down on the edge of the fountain. Saying that he sat down next to Edward would be about as much of a stretch as Ed would need to make to touch him, as he is quite deliberately out of reach; but he sat nonetheless.]

Thank you.

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[For once, Edward is pretty relieved by the distance. The comment puzzles him for a moment, but he takes a likely guess at it.]

For Capell, my lord?

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He might have run off, if not for you.

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I consider myself lucky he didn't run off because of me. He thought me to be the villain. [He pauses, and then-] I'm glad, though. That I could be of help to you both.

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Hm. [He goes silent for a bit and idly examines what used to be a working fountain, picking up a handful of candy and letting it fall back in.] He said you turned his door to candy.

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[ERK. Caught. Edward sinks down a bit, like a chided dog.] ...It seems this experiment has given me a very strange effect, my lord.

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[Honestly, Edward. Even Sigmund's six-year-old self would have had a hard time keeping that a secret for long.] It might be a problem.

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[Anyone else would've gotten the Edward equivalent of "no shit, Sherlock". As it is, Edward just gives him a long-suffering look.] I'm not sure what can be done about it.

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[Sigmund is immune to that look.] You've no control at all?

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None. I don't even know why it's happening. I've never had an experiment affect me like this before.

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[And Edward does about as well without explanations as he might do without air. Wonderful.] Try not to touch anything important.

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[SIGH.] That's why I left the house.

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[Now, now, Edward. No need to look quite that downtrodden.] ...Chicken, right?

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[Oh that wasn't vague at all.] My lord?