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You guys know by now how much I love collaborating with Adam. So since the next episode gets a bit dark (as the VIP preview may have foreshadowed), we are working on a light-hearted episodic side story in the vein of The Záchari & Nik Show. 

You may consider this title page as "the pilot" for the mini-series. 😛

We hope you enjoy both the comics and Adam's stories!

PEACHES

Short story by Adam Lunter

“Hey, we’re out of my peaches!” Chéri called from the kitchen, where he was floating in front of the open refrigerator door.

“What are you talking about?” Finn asked from the other room, where he was in the middle of a game. “I just bought some on Monday!”

“Well, it’s Saturday now,” Chéri replied as his wings picked up enough speed to push the refrigerator door shut. There was a beat or two of silence as Finn paused his game. Soon, he was standing in the doorway wearing only his headset and a pair of blue hip briefs decorated with Poké balls. 

“Are you telling me you ate all twelve of those already?”

Chéri smiled guiltily and shrugged. “Kinda.”

“I’m always buying peaches for you at the store,” huffed Finn.

“What do you want me to do?“ Chéri demanded. “Starve to death?

“No, of course not,” Finn said, his features softening. “I mean... I don’t mind paying for both of us to eat, but fruit isn’t cheap especially peaches.”

“I know,” Chéri agreed without heat. “And I thought of that too.”

“Huh?”

There was a small piff sound, and a quick whiff of vanilla as a small stack of papers materialized in Chéri’s paw. “I drew up a budget for meals and groceries. This should help.”

Finn took it from Chéri and began to peruse it. He got about halfway down the page before his brow started to furrow.

“You cut out my gummy worms?”

“You buy too much junk food anyway,” Chéri commented.

“And my energy drinks?” Finn cried a few seconds later.

“I repeat — too much junk. Besides, even Záchari has told you those things are nothing but poison in a can.”

Finn sighed, turned the page, and then looked up with real pain in his eyes. “No more pizza?”

“Just eat sliced mozzarella on white toast with some spaghetti sauce,” he responded.

“You can put canned pineapple on it if you really want.”

Finn was almost in tears and finally lost it about halfway down the second page. “You’re only letting me have five dollars for date night with Nik?”

“He cooks,” Chéri argued, putting his paw on his hip. “And besides, you two just spend the whole time having sex anyway.”

Later that night on Olympus, as Chéri was telling the story to his teammates who all found it deliciously funny, King asked him in his no-nonsense way what he thought Finn would do once he realized that faeries don’t need human food to live.

“As soon as you figure out what’s wrong with that question, you’ll also understand why I’m not answering it,” Chéri replied. The smile on his face equally balanced sarcasm and pride.

“Besides, I want to see if he’ll actually eat mozzarella on white toast with canned pineapple first.”

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