Love is gracious, love is kind, love is forgiving, love can turn you insane as easily it is made in a lab. -- Anon Guest
Love. Love is strange. -- Terran Folk Song, Pre-Shattering.
Too many people have attempted to define love. The problem, of course, is that there are many, many kinds. Familial, fraternal, passionate, platonic, friendly, true, unrequited... the list goes on and on. Love does many things to the mind, especially to Humans, who start out as borderline insane.
Humans kill for love. Humans will kill the one they purport to love. Humans will certainly die for love, with their culturally-ingrained virtue of self-sacrifice for the greater good. There isn't a good Human parent who would not lay down their life for their child.
What many Humans fail to understand, however, is the difference between love and obsession. Love, in essence, wants the best things to happen to that which is loved. Obsession wishes only to possess that which is allegedly loved.
The feeling of love can be induced with chemistry. Humans know this. Every now and then, some Human decides that they can dominate Humanity by creating a drug to replicate the brain chemistry for love. Some try to replicate the feeling of being in love. Some try to replicate the feeling of being loved.
Many attempt to fundraise for such a project. They all forget a simple fact - the formula already exists, to the point where it has a common name.
Chocolate.
It's chocolate that replicates the sensations of love in the Human brain.
So when Mableton Festrith had the same idea as so very many Humans in the past, and went with a public plea for interests, it was both entirely logical and entirely confusing for Mableton that everyone who saw that plea sent her boxes of chocolates.
Some of those had notes attached that said, It's been done!
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