Like a Kid in a Candy Store

You run out the exit, looking for signs of Rick, Albert still in his work out gear. "There!" says Albert, spotting Rick, his head in the back of a car, apparently scarfing down more sweets. "Rick!" he calls. The hyena looks up, his face covered in chocolate and wrappers, "NO, MY CANDY!" he yells, slams the trunk shut, then gets in the car as you and Albert close in. The car flares to life and Rick pulls out, almost hitting Albert, who dives out of the way, just avoiding a break light to the face.

Then Rick zooms off, candy wrappers flying out the window. "Ok... maybe this isn't just an episode." says Albert, picking himself up. "Hurry, we need to go after him." he says, heading to his own vehicle. You jump in. "Where do you think he's going?" you ask.

"Well, most likely his favorite candy store. If he's flipped out that seems the most likely place right?"" Says Albert, pulling out and following the tire tracks left by Ricks car.

***

It's not long before you arrive, and you can see there is a commotion, where people have left the store and are watching at the front window. You and Fred approach, and see a cashier holding a large stack of cash. "What happened here?" you ask, as the man looks down, "Well, some big hyena came in and told me all the candy was his, and chased everyone out... but he did pay for it... so... I'm not sure what to make of it?" he says, confused.

You and Albert look through the window, and see Rick, currently sucking down all the pixie stick powder from one of the dispensers. He is looking, not so muscular any more. The added bulk on his frame budges over his work out pants, out from under his shirt, wobbling as he all but drinks the pure sugar out of the tubes, before belching and moving on to a stack of chocolate bars.

"Did you call the police?" you ask the cashier.

"Um... technically he paid cash for it all, so... no?" he says.

"And your just going to let him eat it all?" you counter.

"Um... this is above my pay grade.. if you want you can talk to my manager... but he's no vacation so... good luck with that."

Rick is scarfing down the chocolates, and you can see him getting fatter as he does, his body processing the pure sugar intake into more calories then he can possibly burn.

"Any ideas?" you ask Albert. Then look to the side only to see Albert has left. You look inside again and see Albert approaching Rick, looking ready to wrestle him...

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