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[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Mutant Underground
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	Waverley's tight embrace didn't seem to lessen even as her friend tensed up. The hug hadn't been for Sunshine's sake; it'd been for Waverley's sake. A little something to make sure the girl was really there, and to, for at least a few seconds, keep her from disappearing again. She didn't at all mind when James came up behind and joined in, followed by Casper. She didn't even mind when Max was pulled in, inches away from her in the semi-suffocating group hug. She was too invested in soaking in the love to leave room for any of her usual disdain to slip in, though it didn't hurt that he only stayed for a few seconds. 

	[color=purple]"Good thing I have one to spare,"[/color] Waverley warmly chimed in response to Sunshine's threat, giving her one last squeeze before finally letting go and worming her way out of the hug. When Callie mentioned food, Waverley bounced excitedly on her heels, and a lightbulb went off in her head. [color=purple]"Oh, I bet you're starving! One sec, Echo made waffles this morning, I'll go grab some of the leftovers!"[/color] With that, Waverley sped off to the kitchen. It didn't take her long to find her plate of cold waffles and fruit, somewhat soggy from syrup. She grabbed a fork and quickly went back out, reconvening with the group and shoving the plate out towards Sunshine with almost violent jubilance. The hug had been for Waverley, but the food? That was purely for Sunshine's enjoyment. It was clear that Waverley had gone into full caretaker mode, a setting that could be found in all older siblings. [color=purple]"A haunted island? What kinda Scooby Doo shit happened there?"[/color]