Brothers In Arms

[Caret]

> Child-sized bites

[wingedcatgirl]

"Did someone do the special dish already?" Vivi exclaims. "Whatever - we still need..."

>Child-sized bites

"Nobody said what they're bites of, so I'm making my own recipe!" I don't know if that works, Vivi...

[Caret]

>Henrik Sticks

[Kennifer]

>Do we still need Henrik Stiks over here 'cause I'll make it

[psychedelicate]

> child-sized bites again

[Oggy123]

> Make Henrik Stiks

[Zanreo]

>henrik stiks

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

> If special dish is done, do some child-size bites

[Caret]

> Child-Sized Bites

[Dookie]

“Oh psyche! You didn't torture the child hard enough!”

[Dookie]

OH AND BLUE SPECIAL DISH DONE

[Kennifer]

>Any help needed with finishing the special dish?

[Oggy123]

> Henrik Stiks

[Kennifer]

>Apparently not cause I got ninja'd how about that last child size bite?

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

> Child-size bites (just to be safe if it didn't count since I was working on special dish)

[Caret]

> Henrik stiks

[Dookie]

“STOP!”

“While both teams worked hard, only one won. That one?”

“I'll tell you after I get my tea.”

[Kennifer]

>Try not to barf while waiting because oh my god what did you just cook.

[FranDoppel12]

Chongyun nearly barfed and made I dunno
>Child size fingers

[Dookie]

“And the winner is...”

”BLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUE!!!!”

[psychedelicate]

"Whew! Good work, guys..."

[Oggy123]

Bandana Waddle Dee hangs his head in apparent minor shame.

[FranDoppel12]

*Chongyun Breaths a sigh of relief. Happy he no longer had to cook this disgrace to human life and standard and holding back the urge to throw up as best he can*

“This. Is Horrid.”

*He feels disgusted with him self he actually did that.*

[Mr. Lee Hammer]

Yeah, yeah, we did it, team, Seedy Joe says as he gives two thumbs up to all of his teammates, but this time, without the same excitement and enthusiasm he previously had, getting disgusted with making something out of Henrik. Even if he was on the side of the scum, Joe still thought he shouldn't have been made into a meal. And despite his questionable culinary tastes, he was incredibly disgusted with making real people into food. While he gave his teammates a lukewarm smile, the second he turned around from everyone and headed for bed, he hung his head, disgusted and saddened, a far cry for the happy-go-lucky roadkill cook. He heads to his room for the night and kicks off his shoes. As he lays in bed, he sighs sadly as he stares into the ceiling for several minutes before eventually drifting off to sleep.

[Dookie]

“This. Is Horrid.”

“I know, right?”