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[timid_werewolf]

[The communicator flips on to a table at the Eatery, Aaron standing over it, his hands on his hips, a cocky smile on his lips. Cloud stands not far off, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, Freki at his feet. Zack is seen sitting at the table, feet kicked up, looking cool and calm. Aaron speaks first, leaning down, setting a plate before him.]

Alright, Zack. You have to eat all of it, or no deal.

[Zack smirks, his arms resting on his stomach. ]

"Yeah yeah, I know. Every bite or bet's off. I'll eat anything!"

[Cloud glances away, evidently hiding a smirk, not wanting to agree or disagree with this. The camera zooms away from him and onto the food...which is a revolting-looking fish with three heads that's been grilled up recently, steam still wisping off of it]

If you eat it...you win. Man it looks nasty though.

[With gusto, Zack leans forward, knife and fork in hand and begins to eat the terrible, three-headed, nasty looking catfish thing. Aaron's eyes widen and even Cloud can't help but look impressed...or slightly disgusted.]

"I didn't think he actually -would-..."

I think we're in trouble...

[Moments later, to their horror, the plate is left empty save the terrible fish's bones, and Zack's arms are raising above his head in triumph.]