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[swarmoflies]

[The little girl in the mirror's looking rather peeved about something, and she's not going to waster any time in telling you what it is. She takes in a deep breath, and then says the following at ear-splitting volume:]

Quit writin' shit down! We've all got this fancy pymaric what lets us talk like real people from a long way away! Why the hell would you use it to send words on paper? That's like buyin' a fancy plod to carry yer handbag!

[Yeah she's a bit annoyed by all the written missives lately, since she's completely illiterate.]

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[swarmoflies]

[Sette was looking a bit unsure. So far this just looked like a liquids mess to her.]

[fionna_time]

[Well it was starting to be less liquid and become scrambled eggs. Fionna smiled, finishing up the eggs, and starting to finish up the food.]

Want some fruit?

[swarmoflies]

[Did she just say fruit? Sette's ears perk right up at that.]

Hell yeah!

[fionna_time]

[Oh, cool, finally something she liked!]

What kind do you like?

[swarmoflies]

[Sette greedily grabs at any and all strawberries or other red berries Fionna has. She likes 'em because the red they leave behind kinda looks like blood.]

[fionna_time]

[As it would turn out Fionna has LOTS of red fruit: she does live with a vampire who sucks out red, after all].

Hey, leave a little, ok?

[swarmoflies]

...fine.

[She grudgingly leaves a handful. The rest went down her gullet.]

[fionna_time]

[This was more for her sake: she didn't want Marceline getting mad knowing Sette the thief had eaten her food].

Was it ok dude?

[swarmoflies]

[Sette actually hadn't touched the eggs yet, fixated entirely on the fruit. She gets to that now. She takes a bite and the expression on her face is a positive one.]

It's bloody good!

[fionna_time]

Well yeah, picked it myself! What do you think of the eggs?

[swarmoflies]

I just said, it's good!

[She's scarfing it down like it was a race. Life had trained her to eat fast, or else somebody would steal your food.]

[fionna_time]

I mean the panca-dude, come on, eat slowly or you'll barf!

[swarmoflies]

[Sette doesn't do slow eating. She sticks her tongue out, a rather disgusting affair given that her mouth is full of egg.]

[fionna_time]

[Fionna makes a face but goes back to eating herself, looking over at Sette, grinning]

The food's not goin' anywhere, you know.

[swarmoflies]

Shore it is. Into me belly.

[fionna_time]

Heh, yeah, that's true. Just don't get a belly ache, k?

[swarmoflies]

Never! Me tum's a locker made o' iron!

[fionna_time]

Heh! Mine too. Me and Cake totes scarf down all different types of grub when we get the chance."

[swarmoflies]

[Sette pushes her bare plate away, patting the aforementioned tummy as she swallows her last bite.]

'sides, the faster you eat the less likely someone's gonna get at it.