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Barbra loved the fare, not so much the rides and midway games but all the crazy cuisine served from the colorful food trucks. While faire food certainly wasn't healthy there was just something fun about it that enchanted the entire experience for her. Especially this year when a whole new carnival had rolled into town offering sights and sounds that made the regular fare look like a glorified petting zoo along with some of the most excentric edibles Barbra had ever tasted. The hauntingly professional Halloween costumes all the staff wore was the maraschino cherry on top.

However you can have too much of a good thing, and after munching on some fresh cotton candy Barbra started to feel weird, not sick, just strange. She stared at her hand as bright fluffy fur spread across her body in a wave that tickled her skin till she laughed out loud. When her face bulged out into a sheepish muzzle while her ears grew long and floppy, she knew she should be worried about something but couldn't quite remember what. Soon the cute little sheep found herself standing in the midway with a fluffy pelt of pure cotton candy. All she could think to say was; "I am what I eat!"