(Also cartoon logic warning)
"WOW! SO MUCH CANDY!" Eighteen giggles after he tossed two gigantic bags of candy onto the sofa nearby.
"Mmmm... uh-uh, sorry Eighteen! It seems like I'll have to keep that!" Twelve immediately snatches the heavy bag of candies off the couch and hangs it behind her back like Santa Claus holding a bag filled with gifts. "We don't want you hyped all night. It's time for us to sleep."
"But we've been up all night! It wouldn't matter if we don't sleep tonight!" Eighteen started whining, collapsed onto the floor while grabbing Twelve's ankle.
"Oh.. he'll never stop whining. I'm not sharing rooms with him! Hey, Rao? Is the basement open?"
"Awh, c'mon, Nineteen! I'm not that bad of a roommate!"
Then Nineteen and Eighteen started arguing.
"Well are ya going to give Nineteen a separate room?" Twenty sneaks up behind Rao.
"Nah, they're gonna be fine together." Rao gives Twenty a determined nod. "Besides, you look like the type of person that can handle these situations well!"
A Few Moments Later, In The Teen's Room
"HAHAHAH! CANDY! CANDY! CANDY!" Eighteen squealed in excitement as he poured all the candy all over his bed.
"You know Twelve gave you some of the candy because you were supposed to share it with us, right?" Seventeen slides his finger to the pile of candy.
"Sure, fine! You guys can take the candy too." Eighteen sadly pouts. "Dig in guys!"
"Thanks, Eighteen! *honk*"
"Don't take the smarties! I ate a box while trick or treating and it was delish!" Eighteen shoved all the candies around to find another package of smarties. "Heeyy! Where are they! All the strangers I've knocked on the door gave me lots of smarties!"
"Erm-" Twenty gulped. "Well I do have a box of smarties left here-" He gently shakes the only box of smarties. All the Teens'heads perked up by the sound of the smarties. "Seems like I'm not the only one who likes smarties. "Seems like we all love smarties."
"I'm pretty sure I had a whole area filled with smarties!" Eighteen was still pushing all the candies around to find the smarties." The next thing you know is now the air in the room was thick with flying candy.
"Oooo, Eighteen, calm down-" Seventeen slides of to the poor racer and gave him a gentle pat on the back. "When I feel stressed and can't draw something I wanna draw. I take breaths. C'mon Eighteen! Deep breath in!" Eighteen decides to listen to Seventeen so he stopped flailing his arms for candy.
"Wait-"
A Few Chaotic Moments Later Because Paro Ran Out Of Stuff To Say
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