[Video, SLIGHTLY backdated to the last week of January]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[DING! It's a video post!]

[The video is pointed downwards at the front stoop of a house. Where there seems to be a respectably-sized pile of oblong objects. The camera wavers slightly as it comes into focus on the pile.]

[... It's bread.]

[Loaves of all shapes, colors, and sizes, just... dumped right on the doormat.]

[We're talking everything from the Johto equivalent of Wonderbread to rustic artisanal bakery items.]

[Then the camera's view swings back around to Heather; bleary-eyed, slightly grouchy, and clearly just woke up to find, for the umpteenth time this month, that the secret bread fairy had once again visited her place of residence.]

[All things considered, it's one of the less alarming, more harmless stalker-style pranks she's experienced.]

[But that doesn't make it any less baffling.]</sub>

WHO. IS DOING THIS.

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[exeggutorhead]

what bread ghost is out to get you

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[foolishwren]

I dont fucking know man

I already grilled Slightly and for once I actually believe he doesn't know





mostly because he would definitely want credit for it if it was him

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[exeggutorhead]

Yeah he absolutely would

...you don't think i'm the one who pissed off a bread ghost do you?

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[foolishwren]

_{[Now that's a possibility she hadn't considered...]}

Uhhhhh I guess it could be you... but it's always ME who opens the door and finds all the freakin bread, so if you're the target then they're not doing a very good job

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[exeggutorhead]

true

anyway I'm on my way back

...oh uh. I think guglhopf is out in the house

DO NOT let him have any more of the damn bread

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[foolishwren]

Dont worry I closed the door

There were already like four of Lust's eeveelutions trying to get at it at the same time

[exeggutorhead]

[It's not long after that that Envy comes strolling on up, whistling lowly when he sees the newest bread pile in person.]

...so these piles are getting bigger since the beginning, it's not just me?

[foolishwren]

_{[She's sitting on the steps looking somewhat defeated, chin in her hands.]}

S'not just you.

It goes up by like one loaf each time.

[exeggutorhead]

I wonder if it's possible to just...rent a Snorlax?

Park it right next to the front steps until this stops happening up and the bread would just be gone before we even saw it.

[foolishwren]

_{[Back in the day she could've just put out the call on the network and at least one acquaintance would pop up and offer to lend one to them.]}

That would be convenient.

I guess it couldn't hurt to look it up.

[exeggutorhead]

Yeah, couldn't be worse than having to cart all this bread off every day.

Anybody else reply with any theories? Or a confession?

[foolishwren]

No confessions.

Just an unnervingly large number of people who openly admitted that they'd eat this bread.

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy's whole face wrinkles up in disgust as he gives the pile of BREAD THAT'S BEEN ON THE GROUND a once over while that sinks in.]

That's something Wrath would've done.

[He wishes Wrath were still here to eat the ground bread :(]

[foolishwren]

Hheh. It totally is.

<sub>[The house is a lot quieter without that kid around.]

[But she doesn't say much else-- she knows that's still a sort of sensitive topic.]</sub>

Anyway, uh... mostly people seem to think it's a Pokemon.

[exeggutorhead]

...A Pokemon would just pile bread on the ground like that, I guess.

Weren't there a bunch of those little ice guys running around?

[foolishwren]

--the Snover, yeah, at the beginning of the month.

Some, uh, people suggested that too.

<sub>[SHE IS LIKE 99% SURE THEY WERE THE REASON SHE GOT CANCELED ON CHATTER THAT ONE TIME]

[BUT THIS IS SO PETTY]

[WHY BREAD]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

....what if we set up a bunch of heaters next to the door and turned them on really high?

[ICE TYPE REPELLANT]

[foolishwren]

Ohhhhhh. OHHHH! Yeah, maybe!

... Except then we'd probably have to explain to Lust why the power bill is shooting straight off the graph, wouldn't we.