yummy yummy yummy

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This started off as mocking and copying a story Imahoeforhoseokie wrote because I'm very original and then I got way too carried away with vegan smoothies and it couldn't make less sense but oh well.

You, Félix and Chicken George continue to have fun by yourselves but sitting side by side for a few minutes so you can really get to know each other well.

Afterwards, you lie down on the floor and wriggle like worms (such an amazing and not at all cliche metaphor) to the bar where you shlorp up vegan smoothies.
"Yum yum yum," you say.
"Yummy yummy yummy," Félix echoes, slightly louder.
"YUM, YUM, YUM" Chicken George screams, in an almost inaudible high-pitched voice.

A few long seconds later you notice Chicken George accidentally make eye contact with a frog. He blushes slightly.

Immediately jealousy overwhelms you. It's a sick, burning passion that engulfs you. It controls every thought, every movement, every moment. This is not acceptable. How could he do this to you? You only accept the best, and that does not include players. The dangerous flame of anger burns too bright within you, spurring you on.
You feel unclench and clench at your sides, causing you to drop your half-drunk vegan smoothies. The world is so cruel to you. You're so young, so innocent, so eager to find true love and drink vegan smoothies. You give, but the world makes you drop your vegan smoothies.
Overcome by emotion you scream, "My vegan smoothie!" and you bend down to the floor to consume as much as you can with your abnormally long tongue. Something is running down your face but you can't tell whether it's hot, angry tears or vegan smoothie.

You angrily try to stamp off out of the room but slip on the vegan smoothie. You again try to angrily stamp out of the room, this time successfully but leaving a trail of the delicious vegan smoothie that steadily drips from your disappointed figure.

Before you can leave however, Félix and Chicken George bend down on either side of you and whispered, lips almost brushing against your ears, "Meet us in the room in half an hour."
You blush a little and nodded, then head back to your room.

Yummy yummy yummy.

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