"Yeah, cleans good, but have you even tried it? The pineapple?" I asked her with a small laugh. "Or did you just one day decide that fruit is generally a no-no on pizza? Because, you know, it's there because it's been known to taste good sometimes."
It could be worse. With Lilly there was an insistence of anchovies on said pizza. Much to the point that we just bought her anchovies for the side. See, that's something I'd possibly not kiss someone after they ate it. Pineapple, I'm sure, seems like a godsend compared to little fishies invading within cheese, sauce and crust.
"Like, compared to some topping options? Mushrooms? Anchovies? Olives?" I pointed out. "Are you going to try it at any point of time?"
I knew we weren't going to agree, but it didn't even matter. One day, I'd win the pizza topic fight. She'd won enough that it'd be acceptable to at least have one time where she'd have to try my flavors.
"I've tried it, Logan, and I don't like it." I reminded him, "Not really all that fond of pineapple when it isn't on pizza, so it's not like I dislike it just on the pizza that I don't like it."
Yeah, like that'll get Logan to stop trying to find some way to make me eat it? Don't think so.
"Olives are technically a fruit too. And only slightly less gross on pizza than pineapple...'cause they aren't sweet." I told him, laughing softly. "Those I can almost eat if I have to." Rather not, really, but could.
"Maybe it isn't to your taste buds. Mine? Are decidedly against it." I replied. I loved him, but somehow I doubted we'd ever agree on what to get on our pizza.
I made a face when she said that olives were less gross on pizza than pineapple. Gag me.
"So, what happens when - just by coincidence - all we possibly can have is ham and pineapple pizza?" I asked her. "Like say the store is sold out of all these other flavors, or it's like 3 am and you're in my boat and you crave pizza and we've eaten all of the pepperoni or deluxe? Do you waste the precious pieces of pineapple when there are starving children in Africa?" I asked, stressing the words as if it was imperative to start trying this pizza.
"Are you going to seriously tell me you'd eat anchovies on pizza before pineapple?" I questioned, "I see a serious lesser evil here. Fish is unnatural and from my recollection generally gives worse breath."
"Besides, since when do olives not apply to your no-fruit-on-pizza rule?" I asked as the lunch bell rang.
"So in Logan-Land there's no possible way I could like, remove the pineapple from the pizza and give it to you? It's either I'm eating it or I'm wasting food that starving kids in Africa need? There's like, zero in-between?" I asked in mock disbelief. He's trying to guilt me into eating pineapple now? What is that?
"Honestly, I'd rather not eat either, but at least the anchovies aren't an overly sweet thing mixed with salty. I'm sorry, but that's just weird." I insisted. "Not that either of us would actually want the fish on the pizza." Yeah, I remembered the compromise of getting anchovies for Lilly to put on her own pizza just as well as he did. Nobody else would touch them.
"Do I ever ask for them specifically, like if we're not having deluxe?" I pointed out with a smirk, glancing towards the door after the bell rang.
"I should really go find Wallace..." I said, a little reluctantly. It wasn't that I didn't want to hang out with Wallace. It was that that pretty much meant the end of hanging out with Logan outside of class until
"Pineapple isn't that sexy when you feed it to me." I countered with a small grin to her. C'mon, pineapple wasn't even close to an ice cream scale of things I'd like my girlfriend to feed me. "Besides, forgetting about the starving kids in Africa, there should be something healthy on that pizza for you - since we've ruled out the grow cream." I felt my lips curve into a devious smirk pointedly at her.
I still can't draw myself to believe that she'd try anchovies on pizza before fruit. Lesser evil, Veronica. Lesser evil.
"Okay, I've got your point. Pineapple bad, pepperoni good." I followed Veronica's glance towards the door. End of clandestine meeting for today, since it's not like we were really going to act like this in class. It seems impossible to be yourself in a school like Neptune.
I nodded towards her and pecked her forehead, "Go find Wallace, tell him I promise not to steal you away," I said jokingly.
"I didn't mean for it to be sexy, just not wasting the food." I replied, laughing softly. "And you're such a jerk, you know that, right?" I teased back when he brought up the grow cream. "We could have a salad with the pizza if we're that worried about me eating something that isn't from the meat, dairy or cereal sections of the food pyramid
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It could be worse. With Lilly there was an insistence of anchovies on said pizza. Much to the point that we just bought her anchovies for the side. See, that's something I'd possibly not kiss someone after they ate it. Pineapple, I'm sure, seems like a godsend compared to little fishies invading within cheese, sauce and crust.
"Like, compared to some topping options? Mushrooms? Anchovies? Olives?" I pointed out. "Are you going to try it at any point of time?"
I knew we weren't going to agree, but it didn't even matter. One day, I'd win the pizza topic fight. She'd won enough that it'd be acceptable to at least have one time where she'd have to try my flavors.
"Pineapple isn't an offending fruit, Veronica."
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Yeah, like that'll get Logan to stop trying to find some way to make me eat it? Don't think so.
"Olives are technically a fruit too. And only slightly less gross on pizza than pineapple...'cause they aren't sweet." I told him, laughing softly. "Those I can almost eat if I have to." Rather not, really, but could.
"Maybe it isn't to your taste buds. Mine? Are decidedly against it." I replied. I loved him, but somehow I doubted we'd ever agree on what to get on our pizza.
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"So, what happens when - just by coincidence - all we possibly can have is ham and pineapple pizza?" I asked her. "Like say the store is sold out of all these other flavors, or it's like 3 am and you're in my boat and you crave pizza and we've eaten all of the pepperoni or deluxe? Do you waste the precious pieces of pineapple when there are starving children in Africa?" I asked, stressing the words as if it was imperative to start trying this pizza.
"Are you going to seriously tell me you'd eat anchovies on pizza before pineapple?" I questioned, "I see a serious lesser evil here. Fish is unnatural and from my recollection generally gives worse breath."
"Besides, since when do olives not apply to your no-fruit-on-pizza rule?" I asked as the lunch bell rang.
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"Honestly, I'd rather not eat either, but at least the anchovies aren't an overly sweet thing mixed with salty. I'm sorry, but that's just weird." I insisted. "Not that either of us would actually want the fish on the pizza." Yeah, I remembered the compromise of getting anchovies for Lilly to put on her own pizza just as well as he did. Nobody else would touch them.
"Do I ever ask for them specifically, like if we're not having deluxe?" I pointed out with a smirk, glancing towards the door after the bell rang.
"I should really go find Wallace..." I said, a little reluctantly. It wasn't that I didn't want to hang out with Wallace. It was that that pretty much meant the end of hanging out with Logan outside of class until
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I still can't draw myself to believe that she'd try anchovies on pizza before fruit. Lesser evil, Veronica. Lesser evil.
"Okay, I've got your point. Pineapple bad, pepperoni good." I followed Veronica's glance towards the door. End of clandestine meeting for today, since it's not like we were really going to act like this in class. It seems impossible to be yourself in a school like Neptune.
I nodded towards her and pecked her forehead, "Go find Wallace, tell him I promise not to steal you away," I said jokingly.
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