"It's supposed to be pumpkins. At least, back on earth." Roland has no clue if Evermore had such a tradition. But turnips are really not working, and to be honest, the smell of raw turnips being carved so violently was already starting to irritate his nose.
It's done. The competition has been beat. Inigo wins, and even Roland can attest - even as he accidentally chopped off that nose, it looks so much better than both his and Tidus's combined. This twist of events! Riveting!
"I'm not in the mood to cook up turnip casserole, so let's...Eat candy. Sure." He moves to wipe off his paltry costume, the turnip in his hand starting to look sad that it's now being discarded. "Are we trick or treating? Most candy in one basket wins? Heh."
Just because they all collectively lost turnips - okay Inigo won, but he was judging! - doesn't mean the competition doesn't have to necessarily end there...!
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It's done. The competition has been beat. Inigo wins, and even Roland can attest - even as he accidentally chopped off that nose, it looks so much better than both his and Tidus's combined. This twist of events! Riveting!
"I'm not in the mood to cook up turnip casserole, so let's...Eat candy. Sure." He moves to wipe off his paltry costume, the turnip in his hand starting to look sad that it's now being discarded. "Are we trick or treating? Most candy in one basket wins? Heh."
Just because they all collectively lost turnips - okay Inigo won, but he was judging! - doesn't mean the competition doesn't have to necessarily end there...!