(There's literally not a plot to this, it's just dave and pancakes idk what you expected)
Pancakes? Pancakes. That's all dave thought about
He doesn't know why but it gets on his nerves. He sees Ed eating some at the kitchen counter and a chill runs down his spine
"NO STOP, SPIT THOSE OUT!" Dave slaps the flapjack off of Ed's fork. Syrup got everywhere thanks to him
"WHAT ARE YEW DOING?? I WAS EATING THAT, YOU FOCKIN MORON-"
"SAVING THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, THATS WHAT! MOVE ED-" Dave pushes him out the way and picks up the flapjack and examines it, he's about to cry (lord help him-)
Ed looked at Dave in Fear and Confusion, seeing Dave nearly cry over a pancake is the most stupidest thing he's ever done (next to breaking his foot on tour and still dancing on it)
"Yeah uh..I'm gonna make waffles instead"
"yeah- go do that..you monster" Dave said while carrying the dirty floor pancake like a newborn. He walks downstairs, opening his bunker like doors to his studio (office??) to see Woody sleeping in his big fluffy purple chair.
He stares at the fluffy little creature and pats his head "hey there, bud, wanna pancake?" Dave said grinning while giving him the floor pancake
"Ed gave it to me, how nice of him, right?..oh who am I kidding you cant understand me-" Dave drops the already dirty pancake on the floor watching Woody drop down from his nap to eat it.
Dave doesn't know why he stole that pancake from Ed but, he's glad he caused a scene because Ed would definitely say no.
(This is the only fanfic ig you can call it im writing- Don't ask for more since I'm not gonna finish this😭)
