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Munchy was napping under a nearby tree (as Munchlax do sometimes) until the smell of Malasadas reach his nose. He woke up and jumped to his feet, pushing his hat back onto his head properly. "Mmmm. I'm hungry again. Let's see, Malasadas sound good." He said, running over and getting in line. He was thinking about ordering 6, but 7 was a nice number. He liked 7.