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♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫ - “Let’s go check out that stand!” - ”WAAAH!!” - “What can I do for ya?” - “Wasn’t it back there?” - “We can go there afterwards, hun.” - “A bit to the left…” - “Oooh that looks lovely!” “Wanna go for seconds?” ♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫♪♫ “Urgh, why did I even go?” A certain Mega-Audino grumbled to himself, holding his hands over his earlobes as he walked around. He was hoping going on the last day of the competition would mean most of the party hard folks would be passed out, but boy was he mistaken. Between all the chatter and loud music being played he could feel a headache coming up just entering the fairgrounds. Honestly, this whole competition felt like a wash. Every fibre of his being wanted to go out there and represent his island. Participating in tests of skill against others was something he relished, but the utter failure of the eating competition aside he couldn’t find