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I stand up. Man... what is going on? I feel like my inners are turning inside out. It feels awful. My throat burns. It feels dryer than a desert. I sit down on the floor. When I woke up, I felt like I'd been through the sun. I feel hot and slimy. I grip my hands. I turn I hear Rapunzel come in.

"Whoa." I look at all the stuff Eugene/Flynn and Rapunzel got.

I think you may have overdone it slightly. There was everything stacked up. Bandages. Herbs. Some tea. Some bushy leaf thing.

"Blondie, I think we/you have put the doctor out of business.

"Yeah..." I turn.

"Here try this." Rapunzel stuffs something in my mouth.

My mouth swells with salt and vinegar. My mouth burns with an overwhelming flavor of potatoes. Mixed with chillies. Then a taste of marshmallows and oranges floods my palate. A salty taste hits with a spongy texture. It tastes like everything. It's blurred like swamp mud.

"So? How do you feel?" Rapunzel asks.

"Now I'm sick to my stomach." I wince swallowing it.

"Maybe I shouldn't have gotten the everything flavored pills." Rapunzel says.

"I agree." I swallow.

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