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[zone_of_truth]

[the journal falls open to the sound of quiet humming, as a blue crayon gets dragged across the page. As this is happening, Sweets is starting to wake up and realizes that he isn't alone. He SHOULD be alone, but he's not, and when he looks over at Angela, his eyes widen a bit.]

... Uh-oh. Uh ... Angela?

[Angela stirs next to him, head of dark

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[art_of_bones]

I'm a mom? How is that even possible? I didn't even get to do the whole be bloated and eat whatever I want thing.

[zone_of_truth]

[shrugs as he sets the kid down on the bed]

It's something the castle does every year. It gives random couples children, no matter how improbable, and has them raise them as parents for a week.

[art_of_bones]

[She looks at the baby and sort of... smiles, reaching out to touch his outstretched hand] Only for a week? [The toddler wraps his fingers around a few of hers]

[zone_of_truth]

[nods as he grabs a chair to sit across from them]

Then they disappear. No one knows where they go. But some people who have been here for a long time get the same children back each year.