> [I2P2] ==> Equius: Deter the sugar fiend
(October 31st, Wednesday - 13:32pm)
For some reason, your history teacher has decided today would be a prime day for the unprofessional act of passing out candy to the class. This makes you worry as Nepeta swipes your share before she even touches her own and seemingly devours all of it in two bites. The problem here is not the theft but the fact that Nepeta is extremely fond of two food groups - meat and sugar.
Unfortunately, she will devour either one as if she was an adult bear about to hibernate for the winter.
With meat, Nepeta became sleepy and sluggish, if consumed in large quantites. However with sugar and her natural energetic nature... It goes without saying that the result is e%tremely bad.
"Nepeta, I do hope you recall my extensive talk to you yesterday," you say as she licks her fingers clean.
Nepeta nods as she drops her hand. "Of course I do. Only a little bit of sugar today."
"Yes, precisely. We do not need a repeat performance of three years ago when you had all of those caramel apples."
She waved her hand dismissively. "I thought it would be okay because of the apples!"
It hadn't been okay. Nepeta's sugar rush-induced vandalism that had followed had been hoof-rific, er, horrific. The two of you were still banned from three bodegas and a McDonalds in Bensonhurst where you lived.
Your best friend was eying the sweets of a fellow classmate, making you scowl. Halloween was always a trying time of the year because of the amount of effort you expelled into monitoring Nepeta. It had been a long time since you got to enjoy it with little worry beyond possibly tainted candy. Perhaps not since you and Vriska had last gone trick-or-treating as children.
At the thought of your cousin, your stomach made an unhappy flip. Vriska had thus far ignored your texts, though it was certain the chumhandle she gave you was legit as her profile gave the name 'Lady Luck', a nickname your aunt often used to refer to herself with. Vriska had taken it up, demanding you called her it for a year straight.
Your thoughts are interrupted by Nepeta's chair scraping backward against the cheap tiling beneath your feet. Her eyes are on the desk beside her where the occupant was leaning over to pick up a fallen item from the floor leaving their candy wide-open for the taking.
"Nepeta, no."
She flinches, stares at the candy for a several seconds and sighs heavily as she scoots back into place.
"You may have an alloted amount of pieces later on tonight," you promise.
"I know," she says with a pout.
"Purrhaps," you say slowly so Nepeta would catch the pun, "I'll allot you a handful of extra pieces if you're on good behavior for the rest of the day."
Nepeta perked up.
"Okay!"