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[Dub]

Tara gently nudged them back into the pocket.

“They seem to protect the house. How’s that going to work when Ms Summers has to taste it?”

Willow furrowed her eyebrows.

“We’ll work it out before then.”

“They won’t consent.”

“You don’t know that.” Willow shrugged Tara’s hand away.

[Laragh]

Tara folded her arms across her chest and looked down at the floor.

One little cookie popped its head back out, looked at Tara, and then at Willow.

Eyes turning to slits again, it lifted its arm and turned it into a machine gun, pumping gumdrop artillery at Willow's face.

[Dub]

Willow tried in vain to deflect the gumdrops but alas the candy sniper was highly skilled, executing the perfect two shot of a gumdrop up each nostril.

Satisfied with its aim their arm returned to normal.

“Is there a way to get these out and still be sexy to you?”

[Laragh]

“Honey, I watched you use a neti pot. You made me hold your nostril closed when the saline went down your throat the first time. Then the snot—”

“I get it!” Willow interrupted with her cheeks the color of the bright red gumdrops in her nose, “This still isn’t going to be pretty.”

[Dub]

Willow took in a gulp of air and propelled out the gumdrops.

An action each Gingerbread person took as well.

“Cute.” Giggled Dawn

“Err guys,” said Anya as she watched their little icing snot rockets transform into eight more Gingerbread people.

[Laragh]

“Oh great, cookie mitosis!” Willow threw her hands up.

“I-I think it’s transmogrification,” Tara replied quietly.

“God, Willow, pick up a science book,” Dawn teased.

“As much as I want to make fun of Willow for being wrong about science, they have peanut brittle!” Anya screamed.

[Dub]

“Ooh cookies!” In one fell swoop Xander picked up a Gingerbread person from the street and chomped off its head. “Peanut brittle, nice.”

All eyes turned to the man.

“Five second rule.” The words accompanied with the spattering of crumbs.

Then came the hysteria.

[Laragh]

Like a swarm of bees, gingerbread men leaped on Xander, turning his body into a sweet-smelling flail of beige.

Anya got a distressed look in her eye.

“Oh, watch his penis!" she said with a gasp, “They don’t have cookie penises, they don’t know how important it is!”

[Dub]

The penis was not their target as one team yanked at Xander’s hair to pull his head back.

Another team pulled at his chin.

The remaining Gingerbread people proceeded to snot rocket into Xander’s gaping non-consenting mouth.

After all Christmas is the time for giving, and gluttony.

[Laragh]

Anya's demeanor changed as she watched, into something that could only be described as indignant amusement.

"NOW you know what it feels like," she intoned cheerily as she watched Xander's face go red.

Xander coughed and spluttered some unintelligible words.

[Dub]

The first splutters brought up more Gingerbread people. Then came bulks of cookie dough.

The others could only watch on as Xander choked out material for these creatures new creation.

They sculpted a slobbered dough humanoid.

“Hello,” was the first word from the sickly sweet Willow.

[Laragh]

Red twizzlers flowed from her cookie dough head and apple jelly beans were fixed as eyes. Strawberry laces formed an eerie smile and a single candy corn shaped her nose.

But all anyone could look at were the two Hersey's Kisses sitting on her cookie-dough breasts as nipples.

[Dub]

Promptly, Tara removed her sweater. A blush forming as she pulled the sweater over the new Willow, covering some twizzlers down under.

Xander groaned on the floor, his finger pulling out an errant twizzler. “Will.”

Both Willows looked.

“Fleshy Will. Why am I a candy cement mixer?”

[Laragh]

"Um..."

Willow tried to provide an answer but was distracted by how intensely Tara was 'attending' to the candy version of her.

Tara did up the buttons of her sweater on candy Willow slowly, who smiled both creepily and adoringly back.

"You're very sweet."

Tara blushed.

[Dub]

“Well I don’t think this is animatronics.” Anya threw up her arms and walked over to help her boyfriend up. “We will talk about Willow in your mouth later.”

“Yeah really had a choice about this sweetie.” Xander retorted.

“He’s right,” answered candy Willow. “They chose.”

[Laragh]

"'They'?" Flesh Willow asked, pointing down at the gingerbread men, "Can you tell them I'm...we're...gay?"

Candy Willow's jelly bean eyes slowly moved up and down Tara alluringly.

"They're aware," she said with a soft smile at Tara, "We're a hive mind."

[Dub]

“I did use honey in the mix.” Tara offered unhelpfully.

Willow’s eyes narrowed on her new counterpart. “Baked with love too, huh?”

“Take the opportunity Tara!”

The Gingerbread people looked towards Anya and collectively shrugged.

“Hey, I didn’t get to try it but I’m not knocking it.”

[Laragh]

Willow suddenly snapped her fingers.

"Oh, I get it. I get it. I'm in some kind of demonic-induced nightmare where Hershey McBen'n'Jerry here is actually a threat to my relationship. Okay, dream demon, I've figured out your ruse! Show yourself!"

Nothing happened.

[Dub]

Indignantly Willow turned and headed towards the gallery.

“Let’s sign in. All this will go poof.”

The Gingerbread people followed behind her like little ducklings.

Tara dolefully looked at candy Willow.

“I made you didn’t I?”

Candy Willow gave a soft nod in return.

[Laragh]

"Why?" Tara asked softly, "I know if my subconscious conjured you, it's for a reason."

"Definitely for a threesome," Anya advised sagely as she marched past them, purposefully pushing Xander away from Willow.

Candy Willow raised a gummy snake eyebrow.

"Not...for that."

[Dub]

“They aren’t poofing,” Willow had circled back, her cookie tail still firmly attached.

“You’re snake,” accused Dawn.

“I’ll walk into a wall, get this over with.”

Tara reached out to Willow. “Please don’t.”

“We have to do something. I don’t want to high score this. Low score.”

[Laragh]

"Wait," Tara suddenly said, turning back to Candy Willow "That's it. *You're* it*

Flesh Willow started to pout.

"Tara..."

"No, baby," Tara quickly reassured with a smile to her Willow, "She's it. She's our competition entry."

[Dub]

Willow lifted the box in her arms. “But the house?”

“She can be building the house.” Tara nodded to the Ginger masses, “with her little helpers.”

Willow planted an awkward around the box kiss on the brilliant witch.

“Mom's got to eat these and your sweater has Miss Kitty fur.”