"Coke Flavored Oreos And... Oreo Flavored Coke. Oookay, Are They That Desperate For Something New? It's

"Coke flavored Oreos and... Oreo flavored Coke. Oookay, are they that desperate for something new? It's like those Funyun flavored Ruffles that came out a few months ago."

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Well, she'd been asked that before. It was an understandable question to have.

"It's chicken egg, don't worry."

Now it was Senja's turn to laugh. “Thank you!! You build a house in the wilderness of any sort and then you're surprised to find the wildlife hasn't gone anywhere?” Bears were something they dealt with occasionally when she was still living with her parents. The general rule was to stay inside with the doors locked and they'd leave eventually. Hopefully.

They were right, though– it was probably for the best she'd never gotten a closer look on the chance it WAS a bunch of men. “Oh! I've seen a show like that, it explored a couple different spooky locations in a given area, like the Caribbean or some big city in the US.”

Her eyebrows rose at the revelation of what Duendes were, but it rang a familiar bell. “I know if I heard that story as a kid, I'd be terrified to leave my toenails unclipped. I have enough of a problem with mice in the walls, I'd hate to have something like that running around,” she shook her head. “When I was a kid, I misunderstood the concept of the tooth fairy. I thought she came around to steal your teeth if you were bad, and I'd wake up in a panic in the middle of the night and check my teeth to make sure she hadn't gotten me.”

Cackling, Coyote rubbed their cheek, "Can always count on somebody to make it everybody's problem that they can't get laid. Jesus Christ. Bears though. You know there are more bears in the Los Angeles hills than you'd think. Rich people will flip their shit about bears being in their backyards. Bitch? You're in the bear's backyard."

"Maybe it was for the best that you never got a closer look. Best scenario, it's a bunch of ghosts. Worst scenario, it's a bunch of men. Still, it's kinda fun to speculate, isn't it? There was this tabloid show called El Extremo. There was this segment about a 'witch' shooting 'fireballs' at people. That sort of thing scared the fuck out of us but we were always curious." Though reality had proven to be stranger than that so far. They wondered if many Masquerade breaches had been broadcasted on shows like that.

"Duendes are lil' gnome dudes. They kinda vary region to region. Some stories are kinda your run-of-the-mill fairy type stuff. They come around to steal kids. Other versions go that they live in the walls of houses and trim the toenails of children who don't clip their own often enough. Sometimes accidentally cutting their toes off. That spin's probably to scare the kids into clipping their toenails."

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Oh.

This–

Why did this make her nervous? If it had been made and given to her by a friend, maybe the reaction would be less so... but right now all she wanted to do was throw the tiny thing as far away from her as possible.