7 Quarters [Backdated to the morning of Nov 24th]

[noneckchump]

[Outside the castle is a really long table with many, MANY pies on top. There are lots of different kinds to choose from and they are very delicious. Eddy picks up a megaphone and speaks into it. And yes, he has his journal next to him so EVERYONE can hear about this. Wybie and Coraline may have to make some apologies to some grumpy costumers.]

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[shotapope]

[There is a timid teenager who comes across younger than he is. He's standing a bit back, looking towards the stand. It takes him a while before he walks up.]

Um... wh-what kind of p-pies do you have?

[noneckchump]

[Sweet! A costumer's already here. Eddy grins and waves to the boy across the table.]

Hey don't be shy! Step right up!

We got all kinds of pies. Cherry, blueberry, pumpkin, apple, ya name it, we got it!

[shotapope]

I've n-never bought something from s-someone before.

[He tried to think of which one, each would be wasteful, but he should have enough for one. He hoped at least, he rarely remembered to have money.]

Wh-which one would you r-recomend?

[noneckchump]

Ahh don't worry about it! Buyin' stuffs easy!

[He picks up one of the pies and brings it close to his first costumer's face.]

Why don't ya give the apple pie a try? It's really good.

[why_born]

[Suddenly...he's seeing massive gaping flaws in this plan.

...

OH WELL]

[noneckchump]

[STOP BEING SUCH A CYNIC WYBIE.]

[explorationist]

...Why do I even hang out with you two?

[noneckchump]

You just wait. We're gonna be rollin' in dough by the end of the day.

[explorationist]

Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say.

[knightiszero]

Why are you selling pies....?

[noneckchump]

Because, good sir, tomorrow's Thanksgiving! And what better thing is there to do then eat pie for dessert?

[knightiszero]

... Thanksgiving? [He has no idea what you're talking about. He had locked himself in his room the past few days and his world doesn't have Thanksgiving.]