Weekly Writing Segments

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Meanwhile, Wesley and Bud sat by a building. He gave Bud his hot dog first, making sure he chewed thoroughly by giving him small pieces at a time. After he ate it all, Wesley took a bite of his own and relished the taste of it. "Mmm, so good!" He said, chewing slowly and carefully to savor each warm, savory bite. For a moment, all his cares melted away as every second of chewing felt magical.

"Ah, there ya go!" Rocco said, taking a piece for himself and eating it. "Man, I was starving too."

"Rocco, you don't need to eat, we aren't real," Rolla said.

"Well don't tell him that! Besides, I could always go for a bite," Rocco said, taking another piece. "Want some?"

Rolla rolled her eyes, "No, I don't."

"Come on, I can tell you're hungry," Rocco smiled teasingly.

"I don't get hungry," Rolla said bluntly.

"Come on! It's not like it's gonna kill ya!" Rocco exclaimed, tempting her with a piece.

Her antennae wiggled with annoyance until she finally took it, "Fine, if it'll shut you up."

She ate it and, though she didn't look like it, she actually really enjoyed it.

"See? Ya don't need to be hungry to enjoy stuff, Rolls," Rocco said, lying on his back.

"I guess so," Rolla said, blushing slightly.

Bud wagged his tail happily and licked Wesley's hand, grateful for the food he was longing for. Wesley chuckled and pet Buddy's head, "Thanks, buddy. You helped us get some food back there."

"Hey, don't forget about us!" Rocco said.

"I did most of the talking through to him," Rolla replied.

"No, I did!" Rocco pointed to himself.

"Stop being an idiot," Rolla sneered.

"Guys guys, we all chipped in. Thank you," Wesley said with a smile.