Chapter 21: Popsicle Stick
"I can handle this, but you go first," I held out a hand full of the Candy Corn.
"What does it taste like?" Emmett scrunched up his face as if the candy smelled putrid.
"For us humans, it's sweet and delicious. For venom spewing vamps, I don't really know."
"Okay, here goes nothing. It can't be worse than that time I ate a bag full of gummy worms. Now that was a dare I should have ran from."
Emmett tossed back his head dumping over a dozen pieces of the candy into his mouth. We instantly learned a new lesson:
Vamp venom + waxy candy = orange and yellow gross mess
Emmett desperately tried to scrape his tongue clean with a discarded Popsicle stick he found on the ground.