[Open] A poisonous feast

[foggydetective]

Characters: Tohru Adachi [The Evil Queen (Snow White)] & everyone / anyone
Campaign: Break
Format: Either
Open
Summary: Poison plot time.

Prompts are on the comments. Feel free to contact me via the original plotting post or the Discord Server if you have any questions.

The food is being distributed during the festival mentioned on the intro log.

Comments

[blazeoflife]

... Uh...

[ He's still processing things... ]

No good-? But I just, bought it--

[ His own eyes followed Fuuka's and... ]

---?! H-how'd it go bad so fast--?!

[ The hell was going on?! ]

[cookingmechanic]

"S-so, it wasn't like this when you ate it...?"

[She glanced at the peach, and kneeled over it, examining it. This was probably the best way to focus on something other then the...the...k-kiss.]

"W-well...you were fast asleep when I got here, so...it must have been magic. Where did you get it...?"

[blazeoflife]

...Oh no...

[ Annnd then realization caught up with him, and Junpei turned... completely red. ]

...F-fuuka, did, um. Did you...

[ He couldn't quite meet her eyes as he spoke. ]

[cookingmechanic]

"D...did I...did I what...?"

[She kept her focus on the peach, though her face was a bright red. She didn't know what his own red face might mean; was he embarrassed that she'd kissed him? Maybe thought it was weird? Was he mad? Did he...not mind? Her thoughts swirled in her head. Why was it always a kiss in fairy tales?! Why it couldn't be a back slap or something?!]

[blazeoflife]

"...A-ah, nothing, it's--"

Considering what's already happened, he shouldn't be surprised? But uh, Fuuka was embarrassed, and even if she was always cute like that--

"Y-you were just, tryin' to help me out, right? After uh, messing up again..."

[cookingmechanic]

[Fuuka stole a glance at Junpei, and took a breath. They were both embarrassed. And that was okay. Taking another breath, she smiled.]

"W-well, how were you suppose to know it'd be a peach that would make you fall asleep? Usually it's an apple."

[Straightening herself, she smoothed out her skirt and fiddled with the onesie tied around her waist.]

"A-and...well, I guess it...i-it didn't count as a real...k-k-kiss, because you were asleep for it."