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Word Count: 737 It was raining pretty hard outside, enough that the power went out in the house. Candy watched as their master lit candles around the house. Nothing special, just ivory sticks that vaguely smelt like vanilla, but not enough to make Candy wish to eat them. The electricity may be out, but the gas line still worked, and they had a gas oven, so their master was making cookies. It smelt delightful, but Candy had learned a long time ago that they can’t barge into the oven and get cookies before they were done. Oven’s insides hurt! Candy didn’t like the oven’s insides. Their master lit some candles on the coffee table, and the orange glow illuminated Candy’s slimy stomach, showing her insides. Her scales looked more red than purple in the candlelight. “Candy, what’d I tell you about sitting on the couch? The new one hasn’t come in yet, you can’t lay on the cloth one.” Candy whimpered and slid off, leaving slime all over the couch, making their master