Lightbulb had wandered into purgatory mansion without invitation. She had been hungry.
Her stomach growled.
"I wish I had something sweet, like an oatmeal raisin cookie," Lightbulb muttered, walking through the halls of the mansion. So far, she was completely undetected by the inhabitants.
She had herself turned on so she could see through the darkness of the halls. Her white glow guided her through the mansion... until she bumped into a door.
She hopped back a few steps, light still shining, being able to smell the scent of...
a marshmallow.
Lightbulb grinned.
"Something sweet," she concluded, barging into the room.
Marshmallow was asleep in her bed, and being the light sleeper she was, she threw off her blanket and let out a yelp.
"What are you doing here? You freak?" she gasped, trying to hide herself with the blanket.
Ligthbulb frowned in disappointment.
"A marshmallow is a marshmallow," Lightbulb sighed, shrugging.
Lightbulb walked right up to Marshmallow, who conveniently turned on a lamp, so Lightbulb turned herself off.
"What do you want?" Marshmallow demanded, taking a defensive stance, grabbing a teddy bear and holding it like a club.
Without saying anything, Lightbulb grabbed Marshmallow off the bed. Marshmallow dropped the bear and the blanket and turned to kicking and slapping.
She wasn't good at kicking, but she could slap pretty hard. She managed to throw a boulder through Apple's window after all. Lightbulb loosened her grip so she could grab onto Marshmallow's limbs, holding her still. Marshmallow squeaked and continued to struggle.
"Put me down!" she shouted. Lightbulb didn't reply and just licked her lips, smiling at her prey.
Lightbulb opened her mouth and shoved Marshmallow in head-first. Marshmallow yelped and continued to struggle, but it was no help for her. Lightbulb loudly swallowed once, and she was already half-way down into her gullet. She kept squirming, still wanting freedom.
Marshmallow's texture was soft and squishy, making it easy for Lightbulb to eat. With several gulps, she had finished swallowing her snack.
Marshmallow thrashed around, searching for an exit. Common sense struck her mind, and she curled up at one side, starting to whimper.
Lightbulb burped loudly. "Ahhh, you taste so good..." she purred.
Marshmallow began to cry.
"Please, Lightbulb, let me out! I don't want to die... I'll get recovered my MePhone, and then I'll be stuck there... and probably punished..." Marshmallow wailed.
"I'm not going to digest you," Lightbulb said, sitting on the side of Marshmallow's bed.
"Then why did you?" Marshmallow shouted. Lightbulb was silent again.
"Let me out, please," Marshmallow whimpered again, "I don't want to go back to the game."
"I'll let you out when I'm ready," Lightbulb said, "and if you bug me then I'll be either too weak to let you out or I'll change my mind."
"No, please!" Marshmallow cried.
Lightbulb leaned on the wall, trying to relax as Marshmallow became as still as she could, muffling her own crying. Lightbulb was aware she was terrified but wasn't letting her out.
