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(Eddie knew all about that. Just look at his mother. She might have been paranoid about Eddie's health, but that health had never really seemed to revolve around any food-related health issues. Granted, back in the fifties, dietary things weren't quite as in the know as they are now. Who woulda thunk that eating ten pounds of chocolate cake wasn't great for you?

Eddie's mouth is pinched up so thinly it might as well be non existent.

Then of course his face warps into one of outright dislike.)


That's disgusting! (Why! Was he! Always! Surrounded! By gross people!!!

And by his own choice half the time.

Eddie looks almost more offended at being asked to be polite than the mouth-full thing. Almost. But he was just a kid and this sort of thing still kind of worked on him. They didn't call them the magic words for nothing after all.

So, the kid grimaces, mutters some less than favorable words under his breath, and begrudgingly hangs his head back in defeat.)


Oh for Christ's sake.....Fine. Can you please give me some cookies? (He will eventually think to actually have a proper introduction here in a second, but priorities.)

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