Sier and Celes' Giant Honeymoon (Ch1-3)

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Summary: On their idyllic island honeymoon, Celes eats way too much and grows into a slime girl giantess. Panic ensues.

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Sier and Celes' Giant Honeymoon

CHAPTER 1

Sier Fleurs belongs to Trace "Alfalfa" Mills

"Sier! Look at this buffet!"

Celes cooed in delight. The night was young, and so were the newlyweds gathering for a bite to eat. This was Celes and Sier's first night as Mr and Mrs Fleurs, and they were ready to enjoy themselves properly, despite the odd looks they were getting from the other attendees. 

"No kidding!" Sier whistled. "Gotta say, your boss's wedding gift is... wow."

It must've been a strange look, for a man to marry a woman made entirely out of viscous slime. But they'd been dealing with those judging looks for years, and now, it simply bounced right off of them. 

"I know! Two weeks at a luxury villa? In the Flamingo Archipelago? It's a dream come true!" Celes laughed, her body jiggling with her laughter. She took his hand, and dragged him along the tables.

They were husband and wife now—there was nothing more that would get in the way of their mutual happiness. And they certainly looked the part of a dorky, happily wedded couple. Celes was absolutely glowing in her lavender sundress that hugged her curves just right. Sier brought a tiki tacky luau shirt and sandals along for the ride, relishing the casual dress code. 

There was an incredible assortment, carefully crafted by expert cooks. There was seafood, prime rib, salad, a myriad of cocktails and fruit punches, not to mention the fully decked dessert table. It was utterly decadent, and it all basked under the awnings of a starlit sky, draped over a white, sandy beachfront. 

The patio was a perfect fit for the picturesque landscape; Sier and Celes, both from humble beginnings, were utterly floored by the luxury afforded to them. 

"Omigosh, look at the little pastries! ...O-oh, I shouldn't have too many, I should watch my weight..." Celes mentally flip-flopped, her hand hovering over the selection. 

"Aww, c'mon Celes," Sier nudged her gently, chuckling as he did. "We're married now. You gotta indulge yourself!"

"...You think so?" Celes stirred slightly, her eyes darting to the side. "I don't wanna get, well, really fat or anything..."

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere." Sier winked. "I'll put on all the pounds right beside you. And then we can go exercise it all off together. Sound good?"

"...Sounds like a deal to me." Celes smiled warmly, and began filling her plate with all sorts of things that wouldn't belong together in any meal. It looks like she was going for one, sometimes two of everything...

"You really can't find a lot of this stuff back home! I mean, I love the fishcakes back at the docks in Agnes, you remember those?" Celes was getting chatty, turning to Sier. "Oh, m-maybe we can put in a request!"

"Hehe, maybe! Still, I wanna get a taste of that braised swordfish." Sier moved to help himself. Still, he knew to give Celes a wide berth. Her hair tendrils were stretching all around the tables and, like extra pairs of hands, grasped the tools and helped to fill her plate with heaping amounts of the good stuff in no time at all.

"Y-you know we can go back for seconds, right?" Sier laughed.

"Well, yeah, but, it's fresh right now, right?" Celes mused. "Let's go find a table with a view of the beach!"

"Hmmm... I think I see a free spot near the end there. I'll meet you there, gonna go claim dibs." Sier' eyes narrowed as he hurried along. Celes looked over, only to see Sier's back facing her as it disappeared into the crowds.

"...ah..."

Celes quietly decided she was almost done with another cursory look around the area. However, her eyes landed on one particular item in the fruit section. It was large, round, firm...

...Celes quietly hatched a little plan, grinning devilishly to herself as she approached the counter.

"Hey, these are extra, right? How much would it be to purchase one?~"

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After getting their food, Celes and Sier regrouped at a small table out on the sand. The full moon in the sky reflects in the lapping waves below. They were alone to appreciate the view.

"...Waterfront property is really expensive, huh?" Celes mused aloud. 

"Huh? Where'd that come from?" Sier wondered.

"It's a nice view. I was wondering... what it might take to wake up to something like that forever." Celes mused dreamily. 

"Well, we'd have to save up for it, for one... and maybe win the lottery, that'd be a good step in the right direction." Sier commented, scratching his neck. 

Silence fell on the both of them.

"Sorry, we don't really have a lot of money..." Sier apologised, his hands clasping around a coconut cup.

"No, no, it's, it's not like that, it's just... a fun little fantasy." Celes smiled reassuringly. "I know money's tight. It's why we kept the wedding small, right?"

"Right, right... bit of a hurdle, getting the families introduced and all." Sier smirked. "Including your birth family and your monster family..."

"Aw, your mom was a really good sport about it! I think everyone got along well enough..." Celes took a sip of her drink. "It was... it was really incredible."

"I could do without having a literal dragon come down to lecture me..." Sier chuckled. "She said if I broke your heart, she'd... reduce me to cinders..." Sier tried to play it off, but the concern in his voice was palpable. 

"Awww, she was probably kidding!" Celes chimed in. "...Ah, who am I kidding. Mrs Yueguang isn't much of a joker..."

Another bout of awkward silence.

"...I guess you shouldn't go disappointing her or anything." Celes giggled. "No pressure~"

"Yeah. No pressure." Sier nodded. "I'm glad I get to spend the rest of my life with you."

"...Well. Not just with me." Celes smirked, trying to keep her cool. Sier looked over to see whatever the fuss Celes was making was about...

She was patting her belly. It had rounded out, gently stretching the fabric of her dress. She was smiling giddily. 

"I am eating for two now~" Celes smirked.

"...That's a watermelon, Celes." Sier muttered, an eyebrow perked up.

"Whaaaat!? No, it's... okay. You got me..."

Celes sighed, rolling her eyes as she pulled up her dress. Nestled on top of her belly was a large watermelon, fit for a couple. 

"How'd you figure it out?" Celes wondered.

"Just a hunch. The watermelons they were selling up front were the perfect size..." Sier looked it over. "Looks delicious tho. It's ripe! Maybe we can smash it open?"

"...Hehe. That's a thing they do on the beach. Let's see if we can find a club!" Celes hoisted the watermelon as she rose to her feet.

"M, maybe let me do the smashing, though. You get a little, um..." 

"...?" Celes gave Sier a curious look, quietly urging him to finish his thought.

"...You got a really strong arm for this sort of thing! And, well, it'd be nice, if there was, um... any of the melon left behind." Sier muttered, prodding his fingers together. Even if he was the taller of the two of them, he kind of wanted to slink away into a hole.

Celes' eyebrows furrowed slightly. "...But I'm gentle, and delicate too..."

"Well, generally, but... n-nevermind, there's a spot over there!" Sier tried to run away from this conversation.

"Hey! We aren't done here, Mister Fleurs!" Celes blinked, her boots hitting the sand as she tried to give chase... which was a bit of a chore, considering she was straddling a heavy watermelon in her arms. 

Her arm stretched forward like an elastic band as the other cradled the watermelon, reaching for Sier's legs. She managed to trip him up, sending him face first towards the beach with a whump. He got sand all up in his hair, and face, and ears... he exhaled with a huff, trying to blow some of it aside. 

"...?" Sier felt himself being dragged along the sandy beach, feeling Celes' hand wrapped around his ankle. She pulled him closer and closer, until their bodies met in the middle. Celes' hand danced up the side of his leg, further and further up along his body, across his chest, until she gently prodded his cheek.

Sier blushed intensely. Celes had crawled on top of him, and her shapely curves hugged his rather skinny figure quite well. 

"...You don't think I'm gentle?" Celes scooched a little closer, their heads meeting in the middle. While the cover of night afforded them some privacy, Sier wondered about the kinds of germs one could find in the sand on a beachfront. Still, thoughts like those provided only a temporary distraction from the hungry look in Celes' eyes. 

"That's not it at all, Celes," Sier smiled, parting some of her hair. Sand had its own way of attaching itself to Celes' slimy features, but it did nothing to dampen her radiant smile.

"...you're the most gentle woman I've ever known." 

Celes giggled. Sier was such a sap sometimes. She carefully brushed some of the sand off of Sier's cheek. 

"Not even your mom?" Celes chided Sier, her hair tendrils playfully dancing in the air. Sier's eyes glanced upwards, as if to ponder the notion.

"Well, it's not a contest or anything..." Sier chuckled. 

Crunch!

For a brief moment, a splattering sound interrupted the sound of silence. While Sier's attention had been focused on Celes, her hair tendrils had gotten to work on cracking open the watermelon. 

One of her tendrils dangled a piece of fruit, bringing it to Sier's mouth.

"Say ah~" Celes cooed, prodding the corner of Sier's lips with a chunk of watermelon. He resisted for a moment, still blushing at what Celes was trying to do, before playing along. 

"...Mm... s'good." Sier nodded, his eyes lighting up. 

"Hehe." Celes giggled as she took a bite from the piece herself. "Perfectly portioned too... you're gonna help me finish it all off, right?"

"Well, of course," Sier smiled. "It's our baby, after all."

"Pfft, Sier...!" Celes cackled, slipping off him to sit at his side. One of her hair tendrils slipped behind him, wrapping around his far shoulder, and pulled him a little closer. She rested her head on his shoulder, her hands bringing the crushed watermelon snugly between them.

Alone on the tropical beachfront, the two of them enjoyed a relaxing night together of indulgence and shared company. It was their first night as a pair of newlyweds... and they never wanted it to end. 

CHAPTER 2

Tonight had been a wonderful night of wining, dining, and enjoying the sights of the tropics. Eventually, however, the sun would set upon the sun-drenched beach-fronts of the Flamingo Archipelago, and Celes and Sier were feeling pretty bushed.

They were also pretty drunk on food. They decided it would be better to retreat to their cabana before they made any regrettable life choices. 

"Hoo, boy, big dinner..." Sier huffed, rubbing his gut. He had switched into a pair of boxes some time ago, and was ready for bed. He could barely keep his eyes open. 

"You ready to do it all over again tomorrow?" Celes taunted with a chuckle, slipping into her nightgown. 

"I dunno where I'm gonna find the room. We'll have to hit the beach first thing in the morning, and work off the pounds." Sier sighed, leaning back in bed. "Wish I still had the metabolism I had as a teenager..."

Celes chuckled in response, lowering herself down beside him. Celes was an affectionate, flirty drunk, and she couldn't keep herself from giggling like an absolute ninny. Her whole body seemed to wobble like jelly with her laughter. 

"Pudgy babyyy..." Celes snickered, rolling over to prod his belly. Sier winced.

"H-hey, stop, I'm ticklish there!" Sier exclaimed, trying to scooch a bit further away. His escape was cut off by one of Celes' hair tendrils reaching out, blocking his path. She pulled him closer, resting her head atop his other shoulder. 

"All wound up, no no no... we're on vacaaaation, Sier~" Celes winked, her eyes slowly rising up to meet his. She stroked his chest with a single inky finger, drawing little invisible circles as she did. "Just relax, sweety..." 

"Pfft, right. It was a long trip to get here, I'm probably still feeling the lag. Airships are just getting bigger and fancier nowadays aren't they?"

"Agh, don't remind me," Celes peeled herself from Sier, sliding underneath the covers. "It gets way too cold up there... and it's too high up."

"What? You didn't like it when we went right to the bow?" Sier smirked. "You wanted to say 'I'm queen of the woooorld!'" Sier pumped his fist towards the ceiling. "...Just like that."

"...Pfft. Ooookaay, you got me. That was pretty awesome..." Celes giggled, resting her head upon the pillow. "We gotta find something on this island to one-up that."

"We'll go exploring first thing tomorrow, okay hon?" Sier reassured her, reaching for the lamp. "Good night, Celes."

"G'niiiiight...~" Celes cooed sing-songily,  before dozing off herself.

The room had been draped in darkness, and hardly a peep had been uttered between the two of them. Sier was absolutely bushed, and nodded off into deep sleep without too much effort. 

Celes, however, stirred slightly in her sleep. It was a bit too warm, and the air-conditioning in the room wasn't quite cutting it. She stirred in her sleep, apparently struck by a fitful dream. 

Silently, she lurched out of bed, her eyes closed. Sier was in such a deep sleep that he didn't notice Celes rising slowly out of bed, and heading for the front door. 

In the midst of her dream, Celes wondered if a cool glass of water might hit the spot. And maybe a midnight snack. She headed to the place where food was served - perhaps they were open late at night...

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Warm light streamed in through the bamboo blinds, rising slowly until they shone directly across Sier's face. He winced, trying to shield his eyes, as he was stirred awake. Groaning, he shifted slightly. He was rather hoping to sleep in.

He glanced over to the alarm clock off to the side. It was nine in the morning. Good enough time for breakfast, he supposed. It'd be too hard to go back to sleep with the room illuminated as it was.

Sitting up, he stretched his arms out, yawning deeply. His hand reached to the side.

"Morning Celes. You ready for that walk we... talked... about?"

Sier's hand lowered, feeling for Celes. He didn't feel anything but some disheveled covers. He glanced over, surprised to find that Celes was already gone. 

"...Huh."

He reached for his glasses from the bedside table and affixed them to his face. Another look confirmed that, yup, his eyes weren't deceiving him. 

"Where did she run off to? ...Maybe she's already at the main lodge." Sier shrugged. 

Getting dressed in his usual gear and taking some time to freshen up properly, Sier gathered his things and headed outside. He winced. It was bright out...

...And there was quite a commotion going on outside. Looks like there was a crowd gathering just outside the main lodge. 

"Hey! Neighbour! How's it shakin'?" 

Sier's attention was momentarily distracted by a man's voice calling over. Sier glanced to the side where, just under a veranda, a young man, probably in about his mid-twenties, was finessing with a small barbecue. He had a bit of stubble on his chin and messy, dirty blonde hair, accompanying a grizzled look. It didn't distract from his radiant, cheery smile, however. 

He had a gaudy apron, embroidered with the phrase 'Havin' A Gay Old Time!" Sier blinked, and smirked slightly to himself. That was cute.

"Hey." Sier waved gently. "Making a spot of breakfast for yourself?"

"Aw yeah, it's the only way to get Johnny up in the morning. Seriously, it's beautiful weather out!" The man laughed aloud. "Name's Sidney. How's life for you in paradise?"

"Oh, it's Sier." Sier stepped forward, eager to make a good first impression with the neighbours. "My wife and I kinda lucked into our honeymoon here, but now I can't seem to figure out where she went..." Sier squinted, looking out towards the lapping waves.

"Hmmm... well, she couldn't've gone far. It's not a big island." Sidney nonchalantly flipped a thick strip of bacon. "You need any help? Need an excuse for me to kick Johnny up and outta bed~" He smirked.

"Haha, I'll keep that in mind. Don't worry about it, I have a hunch she's gonna be out on the beach anyway." Sier tipped his cap to Sidney. "Maybe I'll see you around later?"

"Yeah, we can make it a double date or something!" Sidney cheered, raising his spatula. "Catch you later, neighbour!"

Saying their mutual goodbyes, Sier hit the walkway. Everyone was so friendly around here...

...Or at least, that was his initial thought. But as he travelled further along down the road, he got closer to the epicenter of the resort. Throngs of upset tourists were hounding the customer service tents, and various teenage interns darted to and fro trying to reassure them. 

Sier managed to overhear some of the particulars of their outrage.

"You ran out of food!? What do we pay you for!?"

"I can't enjoy myself without a morning cup of coffee!"

"When're the resupply comin', then? Are you really going to let us starve!?"

Sier cringed silently to himself, and gave the crowd a wide berth. If that was true, he didn't want to get involved with the mob. There were other ways to enjoy oneself on the island, and he had the utmost faith the management would have a solution in mind. 

Worst case scenario, he could hit up Sydney and Johnny for that dinner double date. It looked like they packed their own food anyway. 

Sier decided the best place to look for Celes might be on the beach. They were talking about taking a nice long walk together out there... it suddenly struck Sier as odd, then, that she went out all by herself. 

But what struck Sier as even stranger was the state of the beachfront. Down to the left, the beach was almost picturesque in its beauty! Umbrellas dotted the white, sandy shores all along the waterfront, ready for a day of relaxation and lounging...

...And to the right, a trail of disheveled anarchy in its place. Many of the umbrellas were uprooted and flung to the side unceremoniously, along a trail perhaps ten, fifteen feet wide. As if someone dragged a giant boulder right through the beach.

Sier stepped over to investigate it. Some of the tide was seeping into the ridge-like crater.

"...! What the-"

Splotches of strange, yet familiar, purple material dotted the crevice in patches. Sier kneeled down to investigate, and grimaced silently.

It was unmistakably the same slimy substance that comprised of his newlywed wife. His hand recoiled.

"Celes??" Sier uttered to himself, rising to his feet. Strength returned to his legs as he began to run alongside the newly formed trench, further and further down the beach. The slime began to crop up in thicker and thicker patches. Sier kept his eyes trained on the horizon ahead...

...Until he spotted a hill. A giant, purple hill, made of a startlingly familiar, inky texture. And it was moving... shaking, actually. Sier staggered to a halt, craning his neck back as his eyes took in the massive sight. It must've been at least twenty-feet tall, and ten-feet wide!

...No, not it. Her. Sier couldn't help himself... He hissed under his breath in astonishment. 

"Celes!?" 

CHAPTER 3

Sier couldn't believe what he was seeing. And yet, he could hardly deny his own eyes either. Over the course of a single night, his wife had ballooned in scale, size and stature. Sier's jaw went slack, examining the sheer size of her. He approached carefully. 

"Celes?? Celes, is that you!?" He tried to call out to her, but she didn't seem to notice. She had her head buried in her arms. She was sobbing loudly to herself, her entire body wobbling with each pained gasp.

Sier would have to get her attention. He took a deep breath, and cupped his hands around his mouth.

"CELEEEES!" He hollered.

"Hah?!"

Celes' bounced in place, whipping her head around in Sier's direction. The abrupt movement was enough to sling a piece of goo from her purple, slimy hair in his direction, the size of a foal, in Sier's general direction.

"Ack!" Sier had to be quick, sidestepping the glob as it hit the beach, leaving a small crater in the sand. He adjusted his glasses, before waving to Celes.

"Celes, don't panic! I-it's me, Sier!" He tried to holler some more, realizing the distance between them was so vast. 

"D-don't look at me, I'm... I'm horrifying, I'm huge!" Celes wailed, trying to cover her chest with her arms. Her shapely thighs, sinking into a mass of herself, squished together. Even her hair globules seemed to move on her own, wrapping around her check in a meagre attempt to protect her modesty. 

"How did this happen!?" Sier exclaimed, looking at Celes all over. 

"I DON'T KNOW!!!" 

Celes shrieked hoarsely, her body shaking and rocking with uncontrollable tears. Sier winced, covering his ears. Celes was normally so quiet, but now, with her enormous stature, her voice carried so easily, and in such a booming tone. If she screamed like that again, Sier feared, his eardrums would rupture!

"C-can you speak more quietly!?" Sier hissed, hunching over. "Come down here so I can talk to you!"

"Nn... s-sorry!" Celes exclaimed, not knowing her own strength. She looked over herself once more, her eyes looking around to the nearby trees for comparison. She towered all the palm trees around the beach, and she could even make out the resort complex elsewhere. Her scale was incomparable to anything else on the island.

She felt exposed, her face turning pale. She ducked down, flopping onto the ground. Celes crawled over to Sier. Her wide eyes looked her husband over. Sier resisted the urge to stagger back, as compelling as it was. Her head was only a few feet apart from him. Alone, it must've been as big as he was!

"I-is this better...?" Celes whispered. This was more up to Sier's speed. Despite the size differential, it was still Celes, meek as ever. 

"Y-yeah..." Sier grimaced, looking her over. "C-Celes, how did this... how did you... I don't understand-"

"I-I dunno, this... this never happened to me before!" Celes explained, her head turning back to look over herself. Sier observed how her hair globules moved back and forth, almost resembling trees in size themselves...

"Well, um..." Sier raised his hand. "Let, let's retrace your memory. We went to bed, and you were fine then... mostly, I mean..." 

"Oh goddess, I was absolutely wasted..." Celes groaned. "I dunno what I did, I... maybe I went to get a snack, or something, I know I was feeling a little peckish and-"

"Wait. Celes." 

Sier interrupted her. Celes turned to him, her eyes wide. She leaned in ever closer.

"Sier? Did you remember something?" Celes inquired carefully. There was something he heard not too long ago.

"...Ohh, crap." Sier's eyes shot open. "...Celes? How much did you eat?"

"...Um??" Celes recoiled slightly. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. "This isn't the time to tease me about my weight!"

"I'm not! There was a whole commotion at the villa, and..." Sier prodded his fingers together. It was a stretch, but there was a logical link between the two events, the food shortage and Celes' enormous stature.

"There's almost no food left on the island. They weren't serving breakfast or anything. Big mob outside the main hall too." Sier explained carefully, before leaning his head back to look up to Celes. "I don't know what to make of it, but... I think I have an idea."

"...????" Celes blinked, stunned into silence. Her purple eyes looked over herself. She could feel how much space she was taking up all at once. She had an uncomfortable realization cross over her.

"...Oh goddess, I... I can't believe I... how much did I...??" Celes was quickly losing her composure, her voice cracking all over again. "I-it was just a midnight snack, I swear...!"

"Celes!? It's gonna be fine, but we have to... CELES!"

But Sier's voice fell on deaf ears as Celes pulled herself from the ground, back into a kneeling position. She clutched her head, wincing as the sun bore down on her. Celes really wanted nothing more than to slip into a dark hole and disappear. 

Sier grimaced, pained to see Celes suffering like this. She never was one to draw attention to herself. She even ran all the way out here to avoid gazing looks. Or, at least, she slithered; her mass was so enormous that her legs wouldn't support her, and simply sunk down into a lake of purple ooze from the thighs down. 

Celes was about to break down all over again. Sier would have to do something. Pulling up his sleeves, and taking off his sandals, he hurried over to the edge of Celes' purple mass. 

Sier took large, exaggerated steps, one after the other. His long legs sunk down to their knees in her biomass, but no further. His eyes widened in surprise, finding the surface to be more firm to walk on than he expected. If he was quick, he wouldn't sink like quicksand. Celes, absorbed in her own problems, didn't notice as Sier traipsed along her lap, stopping just short of her hips.

From there, the incline up Celes' gargantuan form steepened significantly. Sier rubbed his palms together, bouncing once, twice, and then three times, before jumping up to grab at Celes' plumpened midriff. Getting a grip was difficult while Celes was shaking so much...

"...Hah?" 

The sensation of Sier grabbing her was enough to distract her from her own troubles for just a moment, and her tears paused for just a moment. She sniffled, looking down towards Sier, desperately trying to scramble up her form like a mountain climber. She stared as their eyes met once more. 

Dark pigment filled her cheeks as she watched Sier trying to clamber up her belly. It wasn't working as well as he had hoped—he seemed to slip often, unable to find a good grip and only managing to pull out handfuls of Celes' goop.

"...Sier...?" Celes muttered, equal measures concerned and ashamed. 

"I need to get up there and talk to you!" Sier slipped again. It was really like moving through molasses. Celes could only stare as Sier struggled to climb her mountainous figure. 

"...Here."

She lowered her right palm to Sier's level. It was large enough to support the scrawny man. He stared for a spell, exchanging a look with Celes, before lowering himself down. He fell to his knees as her hand rose, with Sier holding on for dear life. 

Celes tried to be careful, she really tried. Raising her hand up in front of her chest, she lifted her other hand as well, cupping them both before her so Sier could look up at her. 

"..." Celes wanted to say something, her mouth opening to speak, but the words escaped her. Her mouth flattened as her eyes drifted to the far horizon, over the clear blue seas.

"Celes..." Sier spoke up from his position. "We're gonna figure this out. Together. You're not gonna deal with this alone."

"...Really?" Celes' eyes drifted over, an uncertain look on her face. "B-but this is all so... freaky."

"H-hey, Celes. Remember our vows." Sier smiled. "'Til death do us part, right?"

"...Right..." Celes relented. She sighed deeply. "But... but what can we do? I-I'm huge, and I... I didn't mean to-"

"...We should check in with management. Try and explain what happened." Sier lowered his head. 

"That's a terrible idea, Sier." Celes scowled. "I-I dunno how much I actually ate, and-"

"It's all-expenses-paid!" Sier interjected. "They can't hold that against you, right?"

"...hehe..." This dumb joke was enough for Celes to chuckle slightly. "You have a point..."

The two of them sat together in silence for a spell, listening to the lapping waves hitting the shoreline. They washed against the base of Celes' form as well. It was soothing, in its own way, and was enough for Celes to think things through a bit better.

"...I should... at least apologize..." Celes cooed. "I-I wanna see if I can... if I can help."

"Yeah. They have to have a back-up plan." Sier wondered.

"...For the contingency of a giant goo person cleaning out their entire pantry...?" Celes questioned the logic of it.

"I-it could happen." Sier shrugged. 

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