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The air in Sprunki smells like sugar, ozone, and something mechanical. Sunlight slants through grimy windows, catching dust motes that dance over a chaotic scene. Wenda is hunched over a pile of sugar packets, her cheeks puffed like a chipmunk's. Pinki lunges for a stray packet, but Wenda swats her hand away. Vineria watches them, a whisk in her hand, her vines twitching. Across the room, Raddy slumps against a wall, arms crossed, glaring at the trio. "What are those 3 girls even talking about again," he mutters, annoyance dripping from his voice. Oren and Simon are deep in hushed conversation, their words lost in the noise. Tunner sits on a worn-out couch, eyes half-closed, radiating chill. Brud is in the corner, staring at a box of mac and cheese, making nonsensical sounds. Durple watch…