MA: *throws soul embers into the summoning pool* One Food Soul please
Boston Lobster: *pops out* ......
MA:
MA: So this is awkward
Boston Lobster: Yeah
MA: Considering how many times you've tried to kill me
Boston Lobster: *softly* yeah
MA: This is actually kind of illegal now that I think about it, summoning you and making this contract between us, I mean you're so symbolic and iconic to the freedom of Food Souls
*Later*
MA: *arranging his bedroom* So.... we usually try to put the Food Soul's favorite color in the room, whether it be the paint on the walls, the curtain, the carpet, or the bedding.
Boston Lobster, trying to scare them: My favorite color is human blood
MA: *nodding while writing stuff down* Okay, we can make that work, but how do you deal with the smell of metal for long periods of time? We could probably find a way to work around that, but just in case
Boston Lobster: Why would you need to....? OH MY GOD DO NOT CUT YOUR ARMS OPEN
MA: *crying* I'M TRYING MY BEST TO MAKE YOU ALL HAPPY
