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Just a few weeks. Yeah. I can do this. No problem...

[Half an hour later...]
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[Shipmates, feel free to find the poor guy sprawled out by the table in the galley. Unfortunately, don't expect much response from him over the journal. Someone's going through sugar withdrawal.]

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You can't die just from not having sugar!

[what the hell, man, you had her worried]

Are you sure..?

[Because if it's been torture for only this long, he's not sure he can take it for several weeks, much less a month.]

...Yeah. An hour.

[DOES HE NEED TO SMACK SOME SENSE INTO GAIUS. DO THEY KNOW EACH OTHER WELL ENOUGH FOR THAT.]

Ugh....

[Look, give him some credit, he's trying to sit up at least.]

[Dude, yes. Pizza. Left over goodies from port and everything. Pig out man.]

[but no, really, he made sure the gummie bear side was pointed towards himself, to spare the guy a bit. Leaning on the table he smiled, nomming his own slice.]

Pizza, man. Pizza makes everything better. Donnie is perfecting a sauce for me as well, but seriously? Left overs make the best toppings. They can be sweet and savory and crunchy and salty and perfect. Everything you need with out breaking your promise.

Stick with me, man. I'll get you through this on my cooking.

[Normally he'd find the combination of toppings questionable, so he might be slightly thankful that he's spared gummie bears on his pizza, even if they are sweet and sugary. He does care about flavors, after all.

Gaius finally manages to pull a slice for himself, propping himself up with his elbows as he brings it closer to take a bite.]

G-Gaius!

[A torrent of emotions is flooding through Maribelle, concern, sorrow, affection, guilt and all manner of tumbling emotions. Then... she remembered... that it was Gaius, and he said something about just a few weeks. Oh gods he couldn't be... that might kill him but... in possibly the most pathetic way she'd ever seen a man lose their mind first.]

Gaius... I'm touched that you remembered me and my birthday in your... final moments shall we say? So forgive me if this seems like a harsh question but, are you seriously dying from sugar withdrawal!?!

....th-that you, Twinkles..?

[Don't think it hasn't occurred to him how pathetic it sounds, but it's another thing entirely when you're feeling it.]

S-sure seems like... It's possible, right..?

[There's the slightest hint of pity in her voice, but at the same time she can't fault whatever it was that made him give up sweets. They were a rather unhealthy habit of his, and she'd tip her hat to whomever helped him to at least cut back to a healthy level. Lord only knows how he never got fat and lost his impressive dexterity.]

For anyone else Gaius I would say it was most definitely impossible, but for you? I can't even remember a time when we couldn't shake you and have candies fall out of every nook and cranny. What possibly possessed you to give up sweets for that lengthy of a period? Did you lose at gambling? Perhaps get caught doing something you shouldn't have and this is your punishment?

-gambling? Oh no, I swore that off after I lost such a tasty pie...

[...yeah, thinking about that isn't helping for his lack of sugar, huh. His voice is a little muffled for the moment that he rests his forehead against the table again.]

...anyway, i-it's nothing like that. We're bound for that island of candy...but as part of the deal I made, I can't have any sweets until we get there.

Well that's surprisingly sensible of you.

[She's pat his head if she were there, but... since she isn't there's a bit of melodious laughter at his expense.]

Oh? I thought you'd swim your way there if your crew wouldn't take you quite honestly. So you made this deal with your captain then? It's a shame too, I was going to try to find a way to send you over a dozen sweets that I'd picked up on the island.

[Then she remembers a different gift she'd had for him.]

By the way, I also wrote some extensive notes on the island specifically for you, since I thought the place was probably your idea of heaven. Just a little guide I made of which sweets I personally thought were the tastiest, levels of juiciness for certain pastries growing on trees, textures, which candies I think should be avoided, and many more notes. Half of the things I made notations on you might not even find, but I thought it might be fun for you to hunt down some of these candies while you were there.

[Don't mind Maribelle, she's just going to casually and unwittingly torture Gaius with talk of candy.]

Actually it was more Cynthia's idea.

[He's totally making a face on this side. Torture as it is, there's still an important detail that sticks out in his mind from the whole thing.]

-wait. You knew about this place the entire time and never mentioned it to me before?

Oh?

[Well that's curious... She remembers speaking with Cynthia but she hadn't realized they'd gotten so... chummy. ~~Totally not jealous, nope, nope, nope!~~]

You mean you didn't know!? I've known this place might exist since... well pretty much from the very beginning, but I couldn't believe it until I actually laid eyes on it myself. How long ago did you learn about it?

Yeah. She said it's for my own good, whatever that means.

[Maribelle, they're on a crew together. How could they not be "chummy?"]

I only heard about it like last month! You mean you've been holding out on me, Twinkles?

It probably means that she wants you to have something a little more healthy than stuffing your face with sugar on a constant basis. You'll get flabby if you're no too careful Gaius~

[Ohoho~ too true, too true. ~~There's a fine line between mere crew friendship, and a woman capable of getting Gaius to give up sweets! Clearly she is a threat!~~]

In my defense Gaius, I only visited the island about a month or so ago. [Or time has been flying past her much more quickly than she thought.] I wouldn't want to get your hopes up about a mystical candy island that might not exist, just to have you chasing the ends of the world in hopes of finding a fantasy. Besides, a woman has to keep some secrets, don't you agree?

[In other words, she may have been saving it for bribe material some day.]

Yeah, yeah...

[~~Oh gods~~]

That's still plenty of time to have said something!

[He sighs, and there's another subtle thud as he flops against the table again.]

Secrets, huh.

It never really seemed to come up in conversation... then again how do you work a magical island made of candy into conversation?

[~~Don't mind Maribelle, she's just slightly posssesive of her friends >>]~~

Surely you have secrets of your own that you've kept from me Gaius. It's not as if you'd like to disclose every single detail of your past to me before you broke into the royal treasury.

It couldn't have been that hard considering nine times out of ten you'd probably have caught me in the middle of eating something sweet!

[Grumble.]

Oh come on, that's completely different and you know it.

Oh come, come, come, there's no need to be so petty about it Gaius. Yes it was an oversight on my part, but would it have really changed the outcome of events that much? You're on the way to the island of your wildest dreams come true, and I'll be giving you a guide I personally wrote with you in mind. You should be grateful to me if anything, because I've saved you much heartache in the form of categorizing much of the island for you.

[Aaand faceplant against table again as he mutters.]

...'m not in the mood for this.

[And just a bit of a sigh from Maribelle]

I do rather pity you like this Gaius, but I have no intention of being party to swaying you to give up your commitment to cut back on sweets. While I have you on the journal here, I have been meaning to ask you a question about our world, since you seem desirous of a topic change.

Sure...whatever.

When exactly did you find yourself in this world after ours? What was the last event you can recall occurring in our world?

.....

...after we stormed Plegia and took down Gangrel.

...

......

Then you've never met Brady before he came here have you? For that matter... you don't even know who Brady's father is do you?

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