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 Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 2:27 pm
"Yes, greasy fries and excellent desserts" said Chance cheerfully, the bag swinging a little in his hand. "And a good burger, also which I picked up, so we can have ourselves a nice picnic."
He let Otto go first through the portal, reemerging on the other side with a bright smile to the still bored looking tech, Chance stuffing his free hand into his pocket.
"Where do you want to eat?" he asked.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 3:06 pm
A picnic? That was... cute. Yeah, it was cute. But the great part about picnics on the island? No bugs for the most part. "There's a cool place near the beach. A cliff that I used a couple times to drink on." He smiled and headed that way. "America and me were chucking bottles off it once, and like.. tentacles came up and caught one of hers, It was funny."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 3:25 pm
He hadn't really intended for an actual picnic, the word just coming out as a figure of speech, but the idea of relaxing on the beach with good food and good company was very appealing.
"Awesome," said Chance brightly. "I'll let you lead the way, then."
He fell into step beside him eyebrows rising. "That sounds simultaneously hilarious and terrifying all at once," said Chance with a laugh. "I've heard tell of things in the ocean, but seeing as how I only just barely am learning how to swim, I'm steering clear for a while, if I can help it."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 3:33 pm
"Yeah, I don't recommend swimmin' in this particular part of the ocean." He murmured back, his bag of cake screaming to be eaten. Forks and knives be damned. He was eating these ******** whole. "Rep does all the time, apparently. But he's Rep." The man lived on intensity. The journey was not long. The cliffside overlooking the beach and ocean was arrived at soon. Otto sat himself down, and immediately opened the bag and took out the box on the top. It was cake time.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 3:50 pm
"Rep is...quite the character," said Chance dryly, sounding amused. "I thought I had the make of him, but then he does something else and I get confused, so I've stopped trying, really."
He sat down beside Otto with his legs crossed and opened the paper bag settled in his lap. Reaching in, Chance extracted a plastic fork, holding it out to Otto.
"Care for a utensil, or are you just going to inhale them?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 3:53 pm
"Rep's..... yeah." Otto shrugged. "Inhale. No time for tools." Otto responded, but as soon as he opened the box, he reconsidered. "They.. gave me huge slices. Bigger than I remember..." He took the fork.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 3:57 pm
He gave a snort of laughter, passing over the fork and reaching back into the bag to pull out a greasy bacon cheeseburger. Chance didn't eat it, however, lifting it to his mouth and pausing, his eyes on Otto. He wanted to see what the first reaction would be.
He was also resisting the urge to make a that's what she said joke.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 4:05 pm
Otto dug the fork into the pointy end of the cake, after he'd finally stopped staring at how perfect and wonderful it looked. He took a large bite, and his whole body seemed to melt into the floor. The flavour was perfect. The texture divine. So sweet, so enjoyable. He could die right then and there. He made a short and squeaky noise of delight.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 4:07 pm
It was well worth the wait. Chance's eyes widened, and for a moment he was slightly taken aback by the expression of sheer pleasure on Otto's face - but then it took every single ounce of effort not to burst out laughing right then and there. Instead, Chance just swallowed it back.
"Taste good?" he asked innocently, fighting a smile.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 4:12 pm
"No, it's awful." He replied sarcastically, barely having even finished his mouthful. Of course, he took another bite. It was just as good. Just as heavenly. Yes, he'd die this day. Die of over eating, because he would not rest until he'd had all three slices. No wasting!
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 4:16 pm
This time, Chance really did laugh, snorting into his bite of cheeseburger that he'd finally taken. Coughing and wheezing, he pounded on his chest, eyes watering until he finally managed to breathe again, face slightly red.
"Otto," he said, a little hoarsely, the smile unabashedly on his lips now. "I'm so glad you like it."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 4:22 pm
Otto gave the man a concerned look, waiting out the laughing and coughing. His brows furrowed in confusion. "What's up with you?" Was this some kind of set up, or what? Did Chance think his eating was funny? .....was it? Now he wondered if he'd gotten cake on his nose or something. He licked the corners of his lips, just in case frosting had strayed in the process of devouring cake.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 4:28 pm
"Nothing, nothing," Chance wheezed, waving a hand. "I'm fine, don't mind me, food just went down the wrong way, that's all."
He should have gotten some sort of soda, but he'd forgotten, so Chance had to make do with just swallowing repeatedly until he was able to actually breathe properly. His eyes cut sideways to Otto, the smile more relaxed now. There was a variety of words that came to his mind at the sight of his confusion, none of which he said out loud.
"I really am glad you like it, though," he said, reaching for a fry. "We'll have to go back again next month so you can try the others."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 4:36 pm
Part of him felt he should have taken photos of the lovely cakes. But then he'd look at them later and desire cake all over again. "Monthly cake day." Otto murmured, finishing another few bites of cake. "Bimonthly burger and fries day..." Because greasy diner food was also one of the best comfort foods out there. He ate more of his cake, and he slowly realized he'd not be eating all three in one go. He could barely eat the one. "I need five more stomachs."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 4:45 pm
He grinned. "Sounds like a good plan," said Chance, and then added, "I promise the next time we go out for food at all, I won't get ******** smashed beforehand so it's makeup cake."
A small laugh escaped him, Chance leaning over to peer at the cake.
"Lemme have a bite. I'll give you a fry."
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