Eat Me, Drink Me

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Scattered around the park are four smallish glass bottles filled with a mysterious liquid (tasting deliciously of cherry tart, custard, pinapple, roast turkey, toffy, and hot buttered toast). A paper label is attached to each, with the words "DRINK ME" beautifully printed on it in large letters.

Scattered elsewhere are four little glass boxes, containing small cakes on which the words "EAT ME" are beautifully marked in currants.

Neither is marked "poison," which is sensible since neither are poisonous. However, the Surgeon General, were he here, would probably be a little put out that other effects aren't warned about on the packaging.

((The bottles (in Frontierland, Tomorrowland, New Orleans Square, and Toon Town) make you shrink, the cakes (in Main Street, Fantasyland, Adventureland, and Critter Country) make you grow. Have fun!))

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[superherogifted.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh," Virgil said skeptically. "Well, thanks but no thanks. I think you guys are cool and all, but you don't get to be a superhero by being gullible."

He rewrapped the toffee and put it in his pocket. "By the way," he added, "you know who'd make a great canary if you're taking requests? Guy named Hot Streak, big, dumb looking, red and yellow hair. Just watch out, he shoots fireballs."

[prankster-fred.livejournal.com]

"A superhero?" Fred asked. "That explains the outfit." He had read a couple of muggle comics, and therefore knew exactly what a superhero was.

Fred couldn't help but snort at that. That was the second request he'd gotten so far. He was going to need to start making a list. "Shoots fireballs, huh?" he asked. "How does he manage that? Is he a supervillian then?"

[superherogifted.livejournal.com]

"Hey, as far as superhero outfits go, I think this one is pretty kickin'," Virgil protested. "At least I'm not wearing my underwear on the outside, right?"

"More like a super-annoyance," he admitted. "He doesn't really plot to take over the world, he's just a jerk who likes to blow stuff up."

[prankster-fred.livejournal.com]

"I'll give it that much," he said.

He had to laugh at that though. "Hey, George and I like to blow stuff up," he said. "It's a very respectable pastime."

[superherogifted.livejournal.com]

"Oh, hey, I meant no disrespect," he replied. "It sure is. The difference is, Hot Streak doesn't care who gets hurt. He also doesn't have a sense of humor to speak of."

[prankster-fred.livejournal.com]

Fred's eyebrows shot up. "No sense of humour?!" he asked, aghast. "Well, George and I will need to fix that, now won't we?"

[superherogifted.livejournal.com]

"Good luck," Virgil said. "Seriously don't get set on fire or make me save your asses or anything, though. Also, if I know my Disney movies, I bet those little bottles lying around will fix you right up when you're ready."

[prankster-fred.livejournal.com]

Fred laughed. "Don't worry about us," Fred said. "My brother and I have some other tricks up our sleeves. You won't need to save either of us."

[superherogifted.livejournal.com]

"Good to hear it," Static said, grinning.