Bonus fic! Garlic Bread
Guy-Man is exhausted when he enters the house. The long day has left his body lethargic and his mind muddled. He needs rest. And something to eat, too. That’s when he remembers.
He hurries into the kitchen, to the cupboard. His fingers itch with excitement, his mouth watering with anticipation, as he reaches for the handle. He yanks the door open, and out flows the bread, the garlic bread. It fills the kitchen – fills the entire house – surrounding him like a sea of garlic bread. He bites into one, and feels the overwhelming taste pervade him. Mmmmm, yes… Garlic bread.
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