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[The video feed clicks on, and oh hey it's the student kitchens in the background. There's two big pots on the stove and a really big rice cooker over there on the counter and oh hello there's a Bulba in the feed now. He's given up on the effort of trying not to seem really tired, and he seems pretty distracted on top of that.]

In case you were wondering um... Kirby had to go back to Dreamland for a while. Something came up...

[He frowns, looking like he really doesn't want to talk about it and makes a motion towards the stove with his head to switch the subject.]

Oh, uh, if anyone's hungry or whatever, I made some curry and... kind of made too much out of habit... There's both spicy and mild so. People are welcome to it so it doesn't go to waste. It's down here in the student kitchens.

Uh... that's it. Thanks.

[And then the feed cuts off.]

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[You are the biggest puppy ever.]

Wouldn't have offered if it wasn't okay. Did you want the spicy or the not-so-spicy?

[He is getting you a plate!]

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[Except he can't do 'the eyes']

Oh! Oh! Um... uhhh... um... uhhh...

[Clearly he is indecisive.]

....can I try some of both?

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[Rice all up on that plate there. Bulba's giving him an extra scoop since this is Sonny Moe we're talking about.]

Sure. The mild doesn't have any meat in it though, if that makes a difference.

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[Bulba, you are the best rival ever!]

No difference to me - I like vegetarian and meat dishes just the same.

Hey, I really appreciate it, Bulba. Thanks!

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[No why is this a parade of everyone he doesn't want to see right now. Bulba frowns over the plate he is handing to Sonny Moe (both spicy and mild accounted for!), and is suddenly a whole lot more terse in his replies.]

Spicy or mild.

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[OH CRUD it was the evil Piplup king! Sonny Moe grabbed his plate rather hastily and started to eat, again, rather hastily. Though, not hastily enough that he would appear rude. Hopefully. Well. By Snorlax standards.]

....Oh. Oh wow, hey, this is really really good! I like the spicy one the best.

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[Bulba just... stares for a moment. Oh my god did he just take Sonny Moe's food from him mid-bite oh my god he was going to die.]

... Well there you had both and more than enough for the likes of you. Now you can go.

[BEFORE YOU DIE.]

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[....he had no understanding of what just happened. His fork was still in his mouth, hands frozen in mid air grasping a plate that no longer was there. He was staring. Staring like some kind of squint-eyed deer in front of an almost god-like pair of headlights. There was no real comprehension of the situation behind said eyes - No one had ever stolen food from right under his nose before. EVER.]

....y...you. That was....

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[Bulba firmly puts a lid back on the curry. No more curry for you.]

Sonny are you okay...?

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[No. No he is anything but OK.]

....that was mine.

Why would you take my food?! There's. Enough. To. Share.

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Not with that attitude. You can learn to apologize first.

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[...and then this guy is. Yelling. And demanding MORE!? Even at his hungriest Sonny would. Never. Be this rude. Dedede have a Sonny Moe standing between you and the curry. Looking very, very upset.]

When someone makes food and gives you some... You say Please and Thank You. If the food is good, you say Thank you very much. You don't yell. And steal. Ivysaur made very good food and I was enjoying it and you took it.

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

I won't. I won't get out of your way. Ivysaur said you aren't having any more. It's Ivysaur's food so HE gets to decide who gets it. NOT YOU.

[One would almost think that food was kind of a big deal to Sonny Moe.]

[DRAMATIC FINGER POINT]

You're outa here, Piplup King!

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[Holy crap it was so on. Part of him really wanted to have some popcorn right about now, but it wasn't really the time or place for that.

Bulba is frowning at Dedede from slightly behind Sonny Moe. Second much smaller line of defense oh yes.]

You should probably go...

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[...his foot. Was in so much pain. His poor, frail human foot, with it's tiny little bones and thin skin and oh gosh ouch]

....aaaaahhhhhhHHHHH!!!

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[WHOA OKAY THAT WAS TOO FAR. Suddenly there were two very active vines in the air, whipping out towards that pesky hammer and wrapping around it. This thing was pretty heavy! Grabbing it out of the penguin's hands was going to be a challenge with him trying to swing it, but Bulba could at least stop him from doing that.]

You are leaving.

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[It was unwise, Oh King, to take your attention from the very angry guy who's foot happens to be still under your hammer. Because in doing so and looking away, you have presented him with a target. A shiny, orange target. A beautiful, beak-shaped target.

(http://s518.photobucket.com/albums/u341/monotreme101/?action=view&current=kapawnch.gif)

You have just been slugged in the jaw by a very angry Panda-Man. It will probably leave a bruise of some sort so enjoy that.]

...get... your hammer... OFF MY FOOT.

NOOOOOOOOOW.