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jackjacksparr
Well, that made sense. He didn’t usually see full grown adults in here besides parents, and this guy didn’t seem to have a kid running around. “Yep. They’ve got those Japanese kits, too, the ones you add water to? They’re pretty good, if you don’t mind mixing a bunch of stuff.” Or maybe, Jack-Jack just liked science a lot.
Linguini nodded, "Really? So you make your own candy?" It was an interesting concept, though Linguini doubted he would be too good at it, even if the instructions were laid out to the letter. Maybe if he had Remy to help him, too. "Does it take a lot of time or is it just, like bam! There it is?"
pvnzies
“I don’t know if I have a favorite. I don’t think I’ve been able to try all the candy here, yet.” Rapunzel kept an open mind when it came to all the candies, which is probably why she showed up to the store so often. She wanted to try all the kinds of candy by the end of the year.Â
Rapunzel grinned, nodding along with the other. “Exactly! My parents are always feeding me this fancy food that I’ve never experienced before. I’m not saying it isn’t good, but I still need some junk food and candy in my life.” Not that Mother Gothel fed her junk food or candy, but the food they did eat certainly wasn’t as high class as what her parents ate.
Linguini continued to nod, rather awkwardly, actually, "Well, I think it's, it's probably important to know what you like." he shrugged then, looking around. Maybe his favorite wasn't his favorite, he could be so indecisive, but at least it was one of the ones he liked. He'd hate to go on and have to eat something he'd hated for a while.
"Fancy food is pretty good." Linguini said, "It's a lot, well, it's a lot heavier than junk food. You have to taste all these flavors. Junk food's like a break." he chuckled a little at that. He spent a lot of time around fancy food, and people who were always telling of the benefits, and he did agree that it always tasted amazing, but sometimes you just need those takeout boxes.
cheldorados
“One little sample isn’t gonna put this place out of business,” Chel snorted, waving her free hand dismissively. “Besides, you should be able to sample a product before you buy it. What if I went home with a bag of expired candy? What costs them 50 cents would bite them in the ass when they have to cover my hospital bill.” It was absolute bullshit, but he seemed like the goody-goody type who’d short-circuit if she didn’t have a reasonable excuse. “Don’t they let you test drive a car before you buy it? It’s basically the same thing.”
Linguini frowned at this. If this was some chain store, he'd probably have agreed with her, after all, he'd worked at a few large chain restaurants and felt they could have possibly spent more money on their employees(you have him to thank if you got an extra chicken nugget between January and February of two years ago, before he was clumsily fired) "They...don't seem like the type to have expired candy."
Linguini was getting used to it. Ingredients hidden in all the drawers, Remy's voice at his ear in an earpiece that was gradually becoming more comfortable to him than being a mild annoyance. The static that occasionally came across could be a problem, but not too much. He reached into the drawer, just like Remy said, and pulled out the necessary ingredients for the dish someone had just ordered.
He daydreamed a little while Remy told him what to do. Maybe if he'd paid him any attention, he would know that Remy was improvising. Mostly imagining his life if his dad hadn't turned out to be some super-famous chef who had managed to pass down none of his cooking knowledge to his son. Maybe he'd be the CEO of some company but Linguini thought he was too trusting for that.
As he waited for the next step to come through the earpiece, a loud burst of static came instead. "Ah!" Linguini said, then attempted to fix it. It wasn't like he could pull out the thing and mess with it in the kitchen. His eyes darted around for Colette, his saving grace, as he looked at her helplessly. "Broken." he mouthed so no one would hear.
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pvnzic
Did she know they existed? That question shouldn’t have been as difficult to answer. The truth was no, she didn’t know they existed before a few years ago. There were many things Rapunzel had no knowledge of, especially things that would encourage her to want to leave the confines of her home. A store that sold exclusively candy? Mother Gothel never would have clued her in to such a thing.
“Recently, yes,” the blonde answered truthfully. Even though it was an embarrassing confession, as who didn’t know candy stores existed?, she could not lie. Not after all the lies she heard from Mother Gothel. “I kind of think they are the best thing. And I’m not saying I come here more than the grocery store, but….”
Linguini nodded, "I, think they're my favorites. It's hard to remember." He'd been mostly eating the highbrow food, with the French taste, basically whatever Remy and Collete told him to 'study with his mouth,' and usually not dessert. He wasn't too good at deconstructing food, but he would've been sure that there was some preservatives in the gummies and everything.
"Well, I, suppose balanced diets are important. They do, well, they do have candies at the grocery stores too." Linguini said, nervously. Wasn't he supposed to be that food genius, the one who knew everything about it who could tell at a moment's notice what was fresh or not? Candy store conversations didn't count.
cheldorados
Every now and again, Chel treated herself to one item she paid for without asking Tulio, Miguel, or resorting to thievery. Today, that just so happened to be half of her weight in candy. She reached into nearly every container and poured a considerable amount into the designated plastic bag. And if she slid a candy or two into her mouth between pours, only one other person was around to see. It seemed like the person were distracted enough – well, up until he opened his mouth.
Glancing up from the container of sour cherry balls, her eyes narrowed slightly. Then, without any warning, she took the candy right out of his hand and popped it into her mouth. “These are the best,” she muttered through the mouthful. “I never thought Sour Patch Kids could get better until they started turning these little shits into gushers.”
Linguini gasped a little when she took the candy right out of his hands. It was about as unexpected as anything, though more expected than a full on horse parade through the store. Hopefully, that didn't happen. His eyes went to her, to the thick candy bag, and finally he just said, "Um, isn't that...not allowed?"
Thinking back to when he was a small child, almost every single rule was about not touching things until one had paid for them. He glanced around quickly for some sort of reference. Maybe there were signs? She did seem like she was going to pay for what was in the bag, in the very least.
jackjacksparr
Jack-Jack had been looking around in the candy store for anything to give him some extra energy that wouldn’t absolutely zonk him out later. He was picking over candy, trying to find something extra special, when the guy next to him asked if he’d heard of the candy he was holding. “Oh, uh-huh. Those are actually really good, have you not had one?”
Linguini nodded his head. "I've, uh, had them before. It's just been a little while since I've been anywhere like here." he gestured around him to the candies lining the walls. The store was rather interesting, he'd thought that these types had practically gone extinct. "I haven't seen some of these at all. Like those ones, I think, I think, they're Australian."
darlinglady-lana
Now, this is where Lady could fit in. In a candy store, full of children and candy lovers. To say that she had a sweet tooth would be such an understatement. She could literally just grab handfuls of candy to buy and just roll around in it back home….or more than likely she would just eat all of it and get a tummy ache. She didn’t really know limits when it came to stuff like that.
Lana pushed the scoop into the little gummy bears when she heard the person beside her speak. Her eyes immediately looked at the candy he held in his hands, “No way! I forgot about these too.” She exclaimed, “I used to eat these all the time when I was just a itty bitty kid. I thought for sure they stopped making them!”
Linguini laughed at her enthusiasm, true he may have been thinking about the candies, but he was glad someone else remembered the things. "Maybe, maybe they're special edition new ones. People love things that are limited edition." he joked a little. It was nice to know someone else remembered something as silly as a candy. He felt like a little kid.
He picked up a scoop and a bag and gingerly shook about ten of the forgotten candies into the bag. "It's still nice that they're thinking of us in candy-making CEO headquarters." he paused and examined the bag, "I remember eating these all the time at my, my mom's house."
Linguini always felt shocked by how far he'd come since being revealed as the heir to Gusteau. Sure, he'd been fine before, and he didn't really need all that fame, and he sure didn't need all the attention pushed on him to cook like his father, but really, can anyone ever be your father if you've never met the guy?
Linguini stumbled along the roads leading somewhere, if not home. He remembered not having people's eyes on him like frogs to flies, or something like that. He took the carefully concealed earpiece out of his ear and shoved it in his pocket.
It felt like all his personality was recently was cooking and listening and static. He turned his head and almost laughed. Sweet tooth candy store, his favorite from when he was a kid. He entered the shop and almost felt his mother's presence behind him. "I almost forgot about all these things," he said, bittersweet, "Did you know these existed?" he asked someone, holding a new candy