The Sawyers go to Disney World

Leaving it all behind

With a grin that only a mother could love, Drayton came gleefully into the dining room. He was holding a large pot, that smelled of barbeque. He set it on the table, followed by some sausage and meatloaf. The veggie less table was set, with Nubbins and Chop-Top drooling a little. Trixie and Dixie looked cautious, glancing around the table. Bubba was clapping excitedly, next to a statue like Clementine. Bonnie, however sat looking like she might boil over. Grandpa sat in a corner, reacting just slightly to the smell in the air.

"Now, this is a family recipe, passed down to me from my daddy, from Grandpa and his father before him," Drayton explained. "You see, the Sawyers have a long history. Back in the civil war, Jeb Sawyer and his unit were starving. They had guns, a few herbs they'd captured from some yankie loot. They had three prisoners and no food for them either. And being survival of the fittest, Jeb chopped them up and severed them all some of this here Barbeque. It survived two world wars and I hope to one day pass it on me-self'."

Drayton absolutely beamed as he told his story. "But it all comes down to one thing. Meat, family is meat. Love is family and meat is love."

"You must be so proud," Bonnie said with no trace of interest. "Jeb must have been a real cook, just like you."

"It sounds delightful," Trixie quickly added.

"It sounds delicious," Dixie covered.

"SO ya'll be ready to bust your gut!" Drayton announced. "Bone apple teeth!"

The red barbeque bubbled slightly, steam rising off of it. Drayton dished some out to each, looking at each excitedly and humming some old ditty.

Everyone began digging in, except for Bonnie who seemed to be very disgusted with the lack of seasoning. She looked up at everyone nose-deep in their meal, and it looked as if she was the only one that was displeased with the food. She slowly took a bite and instantly made an over dramatic face of disgust. To add to the effect, she put her fork down a little harshly and sighed. One could say that she was fishing for a fight.

"What's wrong, the food to hot or something? Just give it a blow and it'll be just right," Drayton said with his toothy Cheshire smile.

"Oh, no! The temperature is just fine, I love a hot meal, but it's just a little... Bland. Could use a little spice,"

"Aw, you just ain't ate enough of it, take another bite," Drayton urged pushing the bowl closer to her.

"I don't think I wanna take another bite of this flavorless char!" Bonnie exclaimed slamming her hands down on the table.

Drayton shot up from his seat and everyone looked at Bonnie and him wide eyed. "What did you say about my fine cooking?!"

"I said I don't want any more of this shit!" Bonnie replied throwing the bowl at the wall, nearly hitting Nubbins directly in the head.

Poor Nubbins, not reading this situation correctly, gets excited to a food fight, "T-T-Take this, you plate head!" he yelled throwing meat at Chop-Top's head.

"You dog dick!"

Chop-Top and Nubbins have their miniature play brawl, while the real blow up is unraveling in front of them.

"This recipe has been passed down all the way to me and I will defend its honor with my life!" Drayton growled.

"You might have to!" Bonnie yelled back.

"Listen here you harpy from hell. You-you take that back! You and your sluts are ungrateful for the honor that it is to be served this meal! All of you she-devils need a man to teach you how to cook. I'll straighten you lot right out, bunch carpet munching, idiot..." Drayton spits as he yelled, but Bonnie got right in his face and cut him off.