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Once they were on the bus Mercury leaned back in his chair. The ride was long as there was a bunch of traffic on the way. So much so his stomach began gurgling, and it started to hurt. By the time the mall was in sight Mercury’s eyes had started glowing in his human form. 
[color=0099AF][b]”Damn rush hour is bad in New York. I mean if feels like six hours have passed since leaving the hotel. But, it was probably only two.“[/b][/color] 
They’d slept for three hours meaning five hours since Mercury had anything to eat. One hour over the limit Sly had told Eddie about. [color=0099AF][b]”If I didn’t know any better I’d say I had incredibly low blood sugar.“[/b][/color] He laughed at that as it amused him greatly. He pulled the cord for the driver to pull over. 

When they got off the buss to the shopping mall Mercury went to the first place he saw selling food. A frozen yogurt place, and he used his card to get a massive cup of it. He poured chocolate, caramel, and strawberry yogurt into it, and topped it with graham cracker crumbles. [color=0099AF][b]”Do you want one?“[/b][/color] He then stopped almost dropping the cup in his hands, as he braced against a counter holding his gut. It felt like someone was twisting an iron knife inside him.