[center][h1][color=darkgreen]Linkle[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h3][color=red]Merge Rate: 33%[/color][/h3][/center]

[center]Word Count: 437 [/center]

[center][color=darkgreen]Level 10[/color] - (17/100) + 1[/center] 

[center]Location: Frozen Highlands ~ Snowdin - Treat's Doll House[/center]
[@Majoras End][@Lugubrious]
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Linkle was beaming as Treat almost melted with happiness. This was the way heroes ought to make people feels.

Albedo reentered the house to find Linkle encouraging her new friend to open up the snacks and try them, intently curious about what they tasted like. To Linkle's magical thinking the symbolism of these presents, which came from the heart of Snowdin itself, was abundantly clear: Treat wasn't meant to be hungry and cold and living like she was camping out. 

She had been too engaged between her encouragements and asking about the wolf girls life she hadn't even noticed Albedo slipping out until he pushed between them and deposited her load of wood into the fire. The heat flooded into the room, causing her to lean over the fire perhaps a little closer than a living person would be comfortable. "Thank's Albeado." She said. "Why don't you come down a little closer?" She patted the spot of floor beside her, but the Alchemist seemed content to remain to the couch and observe as the three of them talked. At least until he had a question that burned too hard for him to ignor.

Albedo cut to the heart of the matter, which was that Treat's living situation sucked. He house was cold, dark, and obviously haunted. Disembodied groans and bumps in the night were a both signs that you had a Poe on the property, and the fact that Treat hadn't found anything when she had gone to check was just further proof of a ghostly infestation. The one at the general store in her village had eventually started attacking people too, and she was glad they had taken this walk up here before it had gotten to that stage.

"No wonder this place seems so gloomy." Linkle said, hopping up. "Haunted places are always unnaturally gloomy. I'll bet it settled here because none of the lights are on, they hate the light." She looked around the dark room, walking around while running her hand along the walls to try and find some of those switches like they had in her motel room. "I think this place is actually pretty neat. It has that waterfall, and the beautiful view. I'll bet people would come visit all the time for picnics and stuff if the place was lit up and we put away some of these dolls. First, though, we should get rid of that Poe." She punched her own palm eagerly. "Don't worry Treat, I've dealt with plenty of Poe's before now. Let me at 'em and once I'm done you'll feel the change in this place."