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"I will beat those suckers!" Thought L, as he attempted to touch his toes and stuff 10 bits of shortbread in his mouth at the same time. The whole studio was empty, not because of what L thought. L believed everyone went home because it was late at night. Wrong. Everyone was evacuated home because L found the shortbread stack. Turns out it was a Big mistake hiding the shortbread behind the cupboard underground in a bulletproof tin surrounded by mouldy cans of beans. Of course he would find it, he's L. When will the studio realise this.

L had a big dance competition next week, and he really really wanted to win it. Partly because he loved winning, but mostly because the prize was a gold trophy filled with shortbread. Plus they serve free snacks, and he heard there would be cake. So he stayed up practicing dancing (and eating shortbread) until he remembered that he had fudge in his fridge at home, so he went home. And ate the fudge.

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