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Faerilicious 
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Uh-oh.
Sabrina's head snapped around when she heard the plates move and she found herself staring at Jake with a cookie in his mouth. HE WAS EATING THE COOKIE!!1! Eyes wide, the blonde watched the little boy as he savoured the suagr filled food, too horrified to reach out and pull the cookie out of his hands. What if he turned into a rabid beast (not physically, of course, just mentally) and bit her?! What was she to do?
Ugh. Unconciously, Sabrina's hand tugged on Garret's robes, trying to get his attention to the situation in hand.
Oh, this was silly.
Pulling herself together, Miss Evanstar said, "Jake Upstead! You put that cookie down, right now!" She would have loved to stand up and look all tall and intimidating. But she was short and not intimidating.
Hmph.
Sabrina blinked as a pie flew across and hit Jake on his face.
"Are you CRAZY?!" This table was I.N.S.A.N.E!
Giving Sabrina a serene smile, Jake felt an unpleasant flip in his stomach when the girl used his full name, and immediately set down the cookie. But all too soon the feelings of a normal reaction came.
Now, with the many calming draughts combined with a tiny bite of the cookie, Jake only had about a minute of a sugar rush before anything happened that would slow him down and-
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liammoiser Sarah was bored and decided that Jake would like some Pie with his cookie. "Jake would you like some Pie with that?" She asked him as she picked up some Pie and -SPLAT- put it straight into his face. "How that taste?" She giggled as she looked at his and smiled. "You remind me of that person in the muggle T.V show, what's he called, Oh yeah, Pie Face." and with that she went off into giggles.
WHAM!
The boy had screwed up his eyes and kinda turned away as he saw the pie from the corner of his eyes, thanks to his now heightened senses, and felt the icky filling over his face.
EWWWWWWWWWWW!
"Heyyyyyy, dude! Wasswivthepieanallthat?!" he asked at super-sonic speed, pulling the pie from the side of his face and throwing it back at the girl before laughing absolutely maniacally. That was when he eyed the cookies again, and climbed up on his bench, ready to pounce...
... when his stomach seemed to flip again.
"Ohhhhh," the boy groaned, falling to his side onto the bench and then under the table, curled up into a little ball as the sugar reacted with his intolerance and such things.