The Eating ContestThe Eating ContestCopyright (c) 2010 Mariko PrattArthur Gerhardt and Wilkie Grierson were sitting at the bar of The Bloated Kidney and drinking Death Adder Bug Juice cocktails. They were snacking on little dried Dipsa snakes with puree of nackle spawn. The drinks had mellowed the both of them and Wilkie had forgiven Arthur for locking him up in the medicine bottle. Even the memory of the golden-haired fire witch became buried behind the alcoholically induced haze that it no longer troubled them at all. "Arthur, for an Ainsel, you are a good guy, but you owe me for that bottle trick.""You're right Wilkie old boogle, what can I do to make things right?""I am thinking of an old ghulish tradition for easing troubles out the door and letting a little sunshine into your life, not that ghuls are overly fond of sunshine, but a little bit is alright. Anyway, I am thinking of an eating contest.""I see Wilkie
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