It was the asscrack of the morning when you woke up to the sound of faint thuds coming from downstairs. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you slowly headed out into the hall, peering over the staircase, barely awake. But you could tell, by the not so-quiet giggle from downstairs, that Kijo had snuck into your house once again. Hmnn~ cookies, doritos..? Baking soda? Ooh! I've never tried powdered soda before~!
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