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FOOOOOD FIIIIIGHT (In a supermarket)
Kon had a plan. Y'see, they'd gotten well and truly trounced planet-side, even if they saved the people and walked away, and that was something of a bummer. Total bummer. Of course they'd picked up and carried on, but Superboy was all for having fun in the face of crapitude.
So Kon had a plan that would both act as valuable training (totally valuable) and be tons of fun. (With way more emphasis on the fun part).
That was why the doors to one of the Sensoriums was left open, an announcement was made on the omnicomms, and... there was a supermarket in the Sensorium. As if this wasn't odd enough by itself, there was someone creeping down the aisles humming the theme to the A-Team.
Then silence.
Watch out, meatshippers, BREAD ROLLS FLYING AT YOUR HEADS FROM AISLE FIVE.
"FOOOOOOD FIIIIIGHT!"
So Kon had a plan that would both act as valuable training (totally valuable) and be tons of fun. (With way more emphasis on the fun part).
That was why the doors to one of the Sensoriums was left open, an announcement was made on the omnicomms, and... there was a supermarket in the Sensorium. As if this wasn't odd enough by itself, there was someone creeping down the aisles humming the theme to the A-Team.
Then silence.
Watch out, meatshippers, BREAD ROLLS FLYING AT YOUR HEADS FROM AISLE FIVE.
"FOOOOOOD FIIIIIGHT!"
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"You did not just do that."
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This time it's a couple scoops of ice cream, flung with telekinesis.
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< Hey, watch the bird here! >
He retaliates with aerial food bombs.
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< Watch it, or I'll drop more than food on you! >
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Danny ran and vaulted over the bakery counter. Several Pies were lobbed at Kon from behind said counter.
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One indeed hit him on the side of the head--he's trying not to cheat that much.
Kon, in turn, threw a pie at her.
"That one was aimed at you."
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Ninjas are in your deli, modding your meat slicers.
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Ninja Doctors are in the cold salad case, catapulting large serving spoonfuls of Hawaiian Medley at the nearest people.
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"Meat ready. Adjusting aim and....firing!"
And there goes flying slicer of meat!
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"Bet you can't hit aisle four with this tuna salad?"
He passes Sean a big bowl of the aforementioned noodle and tuna mix.
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BOOM! For bag breads that burst open at impact...open faced tuna salad sandwiches.
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This is why, at the very same moment he takes a few bread rolls to the shoulder, he's wearing a tuxedo coat and shirt and a pair of cargo shorts.
What? He'd have worn the same thing to prom!
"Oh, it's on now! Brenda, cover me!"
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Hiccup had seen what the others were up to and while he'd initially just been amused and almost walked away, he decided he was going to join in.
However, he didn't just jump into the fray, oh no. He'd made a fortress out of boxes, put little stashes of throwable foods here and there, and with his head bedecked with a colander for a helmet, he was trying to sneak up on the others.
The only problem was the squeaking of his leg, which made it hard for him to be sneaky. Also, he wasn't the most observant--which meant someone could get the drop on him.
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"I've got you, lead the way!"
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"--WHAT THE HELL!?"
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Then, a spray of shaken soda pop.
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This is proven by the lump of cold mashed potatoes that spatters on the floor just past the unsuspecting duo.
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"BASTARDS! I'M GOING TO KICK ALL OF YOUR ASSES!!"
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