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Name: Hal
Prompt:
Hal stirred and stirred and stirred. Round and round the post of bubbling brown liquid spun. A pop here and slash there, the molten concoction was almost ready. With a large ladle Hal scooped up a sizable spoonful, bringing it to their nose for a quick sniff before depositing in a large bowl to the side. Once all the liquid had been transferred it was left to cool, all the while Hal pattered around once more in the tiny place by the stove. A pink fluffy mass was made, hot syrup spindled into foggy webs, crimson coloured batter poured out onto trays. Spoke lingered out the sooty chimney and the sound of the wind chimes on their porch sung out. Hot dishes, cold dishes, sticky dishes and spongy dishes, he had a variety of all placed on his bench. Dusting off their tattered shirt, Hal sifted through their creations before getting to work.
A burst through the doorway lay a whole new world, a world of sugar and gold. Colorful confectionery and sparkling lights painted the walls, gingerbread held study holding the foundation of the home upright crystalized sugar painted in between each gap. So Hal in a flurry began. Taking newly made gingerbread they patched up some holes using sticky sugar and hardened icing. To hide the lines he patched on warriors coloured jellies and chocolate spiders. Once all the patches had been solved the fun began. A flutter of marshmallow, a dash of nerds, a handful of chocolate stones and a splatter of chocolate honeycomb. A marvelous display of what only could be called interpretive art lay painted on the walls. With a final flick of his wrist, powdered sugar rained down, the house was complete!
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There lay a quaint gingerbread in the middle of the forest, a wondrous sight that made the poor kit's stomachs grumble loudly. So with their ghost costumes put back over their head they started prancing down the gingerbread cobblestones to the wide chocolate door. With a quick knock the two kits looked with anticipation at the door. A clattering sound was heard from inside the house, then with a brief creak one paw stretched around the door. White eyes stared at the two children, making them straighten up their backs with great strength before loudly yelling, “Trick or treat!”. The adult kal gave them a quick look, their eyes melting from a stern stare to a gentle crinkle, “Hello little kits, what would you like to eat?”. The two kits looked at each other then spoke with widened eyes, “May we have a bit of your window please, the colorful sugar looks so good.” The kal gave a warm chuckle then a nod before letting the two small kits take a chunk of their window. After taking a bite the two kits with widen grins went on their merry way.
Hal looked at the two kits scuttering off, then giving a sigh looked at their now broken window, it seems they need to make some more rock sugar tonight. But at the thought of their wide smiles the job didn’t seem so tedious. Every year Hal spent building a lovely candy home, one all the children in the village could take a bite of, he himself enjoyed a nibble now and again too, but most of all he loved the great big smiles and thanks he received for his hard work…that and he longe whipping up a storm in the kitchen making halloween treats. His house was a crowd favorite of the village children, adults too! This was the only time of the year he could show his true self without fear of persecution after all he looked a little odd.
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Born to a witch and dragon from an early age developed the abilities of a seer. Due to their powers and the fact they were a hybrid they were outcast from both groups. The manifestation of their powers and the visions they saw bought great pain but they found eating sweet treats always managed to take their mind off things. Thus over time they developed the habit of keeping candy on them at all times. This was the start of one happy coincidence that changed their life for the better. While walking through a mountain village they happened to come across a group of children dressed up for this so called ‘halloween’, they praised his costume and asked where his house was so they could go trick or treating there. He stumbled on his words but managed to distract them with the mountains of candy he had on hand. Thus his yearly life began, preparing for the day he wasn’t scorned and got to eat lots of delicious treats. Although his dragon tendencies have gotten worse and he has begun to gain quite the collection of badly crafted gnomes on his front lawn.
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☆Didn't know whether to post on their main page or here of this is the wrong place let me know! It was so hard to pick between the designs they are both so gorgeous!