Cedric stared at the Grill Tyrant’s soda fountain, debating whether or not to add the diet lemonade to his normal combination. Dyllan called it an “unholy concoction of carbonated goo, spawned from the bowels of heck itself,” but he didn’t like any soft drinks. That being said, perhaps it was best to leave the lemonade alone this time. Cedric already knew he liked the solution the way it was, and he was nothing if not risk averse.
“Alright, Andie, what was it you wanted to -” Cedric stopped halfway towards the booth where his friends sat. Andie was futilely flailing in the general direction of Dyllan, who was holding her back with one hand as he shoveled her curly fries into his mouth with the other. “…Two minutes. I was gone for two minutes. How, how and why?” Dyllan simply shrugged, as he finished off the last of Andie’s fries. “Just order your own fries!”
“Aw… but that’s no where near as much - Ow!” Dyllan jerked his hands away from Andie and her newly acquired shark like grin. “You ass. I thought we agreed: No biting, it’s not sanitary.”
“Well, you know the rules.” Cedric glanced towards Andie, who was reaching for Dyllan’s unguarded grilled cheese. “Food thieves pay for replacements.”
“I made my decision, and I stand by it.” Dyllan turned towards his sandwich. “Hey!”
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“Toolateitsminenow!” Andie yanked away her glorious prize, knocking herself onto the ground in the process. She tore a bite out of it, her face twisting in regret as she chewed. “Oh sweet merciful Batman, there’s tofu in this. What sort of twisted villain puts tofu on a grilled cheese?”
“Oh, hush.” Cedric did a quick check to make sure his meal hadn’t had anything nicked from it. “Tofu is a perfectly valid food… as long as it isn’t trying to convince you it’s meat - then it just tastes like lies.”
“Your traitorous mouth spews forth nothing but deceptions and falsehoods, and I will not stand for it.” Andie grabbed an empty cup and spat into it to rid herself of the tofu that still lingered in her mouth, then casually tossed the sandwich back onto its plate. “I return to you your devious trap, do with it as you please.”
“No! You eat it...” Dyllan prodded his meal. “I don’t want it anymore, it’s got your spit all over it.”
“Oh for the love of...” Andie blew her hair out of her face. “Don’t be such a wuss.”
Cedric let out an irritated sigh. “At least he doesn’t go around eating food off of the floor, like a certain someone.”
“It’s a calculated risk.” Andie frowned, mildly offended. “Now, about what I wanted to tell you guys…”