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It was a good idea at the time. ;A;

.... "....was I drunk?" He must have been drunk.

"HAHAHA. ....Dude I totally don't remember." Wonderful sign.

frowns. "We should...write a note to ourselves. So we don't do it again." Nods. Yes, this is an excellent idea.

looks closer. "....are those jellybeans?"

"Y-Yeah, yeah..." Scribbles down note and slaps it onto the refrigerator. Cause. He figured that'd be as good a place as any.

"....Jellybellies. Yeah." >>;

puts one on the pantry door as well. Just in case. "You know..." Uh oh, now he's thinking about it. "...maybe it would have been better if

it wasn't a burger. More like...a sausage instead?" Like...breakfast! Yeah!

suddenly roped into rethinking it as well. "Well then it's like onea those...breakfast sandwiches from MacDons. It needs somethin' with

pzazz, ya know? Like. ...Like. --Okay! We go with the sausage, slap on some cheese, roll it up, and deep fry it." ;w;

isn't so sure about the cheese, but... "Okay, let's try it." He'll make his without. Oh, and then syrup on top!

well hell yeah, syrup on top. He went about forming the strange I mean delicious concoction, bypassing the detail of actually creating it

cause that'd take too long. Slaps the slabs of deep-fried pancake...cheese and sausage roll-up onto their plates. Also, sprinkles it with

perfectly happy to be in charge of making the pancakes. He might even be a little possessive about it.

jellybellies. Just because. "Ya got the syrup, Mattie?"

backs away from the task of pancake flipping, and allows Mattie to do what he has to do. >>;

Aw yeah, pancakes. Makes sure they're big enough to roll them up. "Okay, these are set."

(oh geez, plurk was hiding some of your responses. /o\ and now my replies are in weird places... /ffffail )

(So that's why...!)

(I was totally not reading this whole thing, no siree)

retcons that so Matthew made the pancakes at some point. "Here you go." Tosses the syrup over. And yeah, he's gonna pick the jellybeans off.

((LOL. Oh. I was like. Pffffokay. xD; >> IseewatudidtharJames ))

grabs at the syrup and douses the deep-fried goodness in it. Puffs out his cheeks as he stares at it. "...This. Looks...delicious."

pours a liberal amount of syrup on his concoction as well. Looks delicious? He supposes it does, in a once-a-year, only-at-a-fair kind of

way. "...you try it first."

shoots a pout at his brother. "What! Why me, you try it first, the last one made me puke." >n>

frowns. "But I bet your stomach didn't hurt for the rest of the night. You first!"

ajfdlkajdfslka. "Finefine, but if I blow chunks, I'm aiming for you", he grumbled as he cut off a hunk of the food. And

slowly. Carefully. Shoved it into his mouth. "....." Chew. Chew. Chew.

watches intently, prepared to run and grab the trash can if needed.

swallowed the food in his mouth, contemplating the medley of flavors that played across his pallet. "...It's..." He licked his

lips. "...It's not like. ...Bad."

takes this to mean it's safe, and tries a bite of his own. Can't decide if he likes it or not. "...interesting."

took another bite, deciding that one was not enough to base an opinion on. "...Gotta nice. Crunch."

just nods, seeing as he's chewing. "...I don't think I like it crunchy." Starts pulling off the deep-fried batter to try it without.

had to admit, he wasn't all that crazy about it either. But it was his own idea. So he had to like it. u.u

definitely prefers it un-deep-fried, but doesn't really want to finish it. "...maybe Kuma would like it?" His poor bear.

nodded. "...Yeeeah, maybe, I'm still feelin' a little funky from the last one." >>; He shuffles over to slap the food in Kamageechi's

bowl.

dumps the rest of his in Kuma's bowl too. ...great, now he feels like a terrible owner. "Well, I guess we won't have to do that again."

"...Yeah, you said it, bro." It was gonna take forever to get that taste out of his mouth. u.u

Bleh, now he just felt greasy. He washes his hands a couple glasses of water. Gives one of them to Alfred. "Here."