HI! This is KooKooForKoko. I decided to change my name cause I'm not as koo koo for Koko as I used to be. On a side note: I don't know if I'll be continuing Mercy, but I'll certainly try to keep that one going, but I can't promise anything.

Anyways, in honor of Halloween, I decided to write a series of small vignettes based on the seven deadly sins. *cue the sound of rain and wind battering a window, a flash of light, and the crack of thunder* MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Enjoy and HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Sorry, this story isn't scary and there is no real time line…If all goes well, and I hope it does, there should be 14 chapters total. The story kind of jumps around everywhere in their relationship, but you should figure out when each vignette is in their timeline.

And no. I don't own Downton Abbey. If I did, the Bransons would still be a complete family.

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Gluttony

Sybil

She placed her plate on the table. There was no sign of porcelain underneath the mountain of food piled on her plate. She plopped down on the chair across from his, fork in her hand.

"Love, don't you think that's enough?"

Sybil kept looking at the food on her plate. Her hunger was insatiable. She craved food all day and night and it didn't matter what she was eating, as long as there was food in her mouth. Thank god her husband knew how to cook, otherwise she would be forced to come to terms that she was a bad cook by eating her own creations. At this moment, she didn't care if the food tasted bad or not. Food was the only thing she wanted.

Sybil didn't respond. She took her fork, stabbed a piece of chicken and happily placed it in her mouth. While she was chewing on her food, she gathered the potatoes on her plate, ready for the next mouthful. She swallowed the chicken and shoveled the potatoes into her mouth.

"Sybil. Did you hear me?"

Sybil didn't look up at her husband. She was too enraptured by the plate of chicken, potatoes, carrots and bread in front of her to deal with him now. With a mouthful of potatoes, all Sybil could do was grunt. "Unnn?"

"Isn't that enough food? That's your third helping. I haven't even finished my first plate yet. We really shouldn't be eating all this food at once. We shouldn't be spending all our extra money on food. I know you're eating for two now, but I didn't realize two meant two hundred…"

Tom was concerned. All she did all day was eat. His mother told him that having a healthy appetite while pregnant was normal, but this was ridiculous. Sybil was always chewing on something whenever he saw her. It's a miracle her dresses haven't burst at the seams yet.

Sybil looked up at Tom. She gave him a blank stare. She eyed his plate of food and stared back into his blue eyes. Sybil swallowed her food and took a sip of water.

"Are you going to eat your carrots?"