So, last week had been kind of a weird one by Chuck's standards. Not that it took much to make it that for him. Attacking food just hit all the right criteria.
And one of the best ways (in his opinion) to counteract any residual nerves regarding killer veggies and whatever other crazy this place could throw at him, was to
squash pixelated things... While eating pizza.
If anyone asked, Chuck was the
muscled ninja-looking guy, and not Princess Peach.
[[The boy really needed to get out of his room for once. Open!]]