Yeah, "strange fruit" by the foot would be kandy for the KKK.

he can't play on fruit snack guitar strings with fruit snack fingers!

the younger brother has escaped this mortal coil to a fruity delicious coil, but the older brother will know naught but the eternity of his own silent soul

If you assume that the younger brother wanted to be transformed in exactly this way, the whole exchange is a fantastic manipulation.

He was the first to introduce the idea of body modification to the battlefield, but he downplayed his attacks so that the brother never shares the bliss of a candy body.

To a chilling, Island of Dr. Moreaux-esque tale of horror and gene-splicing you people have added masochism and engineered self-murder.

This place fucks a person up right quick.