Pizza!

[_superdork_]

*Now this is something you don't see very often. Kon, Bart and Tim have appropriated one of the picnic tables outside the Mess Hall and they've got a tablecloth, dough, toppings and a pizza oven with them. The boys are up to their elbows in flour and stuff, and wearing civilian clothes rather than their costumes (no matter what our icons might say

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[hot4shoes]

Because that would probably just trap the pizza guy here.

Ooh, that smells way nice!

[_superdork_]

I'd say a month. But only if we were behaving.

It was a surprise to us all.

[hot4shoes]

If we were bad it'd probably take a week.

I so like pleasant surprises like that.

[_superdork_]

Just what I was thinking.

Don't get too excited. Bart and me are making the next ones.

[hot4shoes]

Well, I'm sure whatever you make will be interesting, even if you can't actually eat it.

[_superdork_]

I plan on eating mine. I've even thought of a name for it.

[hot4shoes]

You name your pizza? That's so weirder than people who name their computers.

[_superdork_]

Hey, lots of people name their pizzas. You got your Hawaiian, your Meatlovers, your Cheese, your Margherita.

[hot4shoes]

Oh! Right. I thought you meant, like, naming it Mary or something. I am such a retard today.

[_superdork_]

It's not a reflection on you, Cher. It's a reflection on how long you've been without pizza.

[hot4shoes]

It is, like, a total tragedy.

[_superdork_]

Hey, hey now Cher -- this story's gonna have a happy ending you forget. We got all the works.

[hot4shoes]

It is so noble of you to be saving everyone from their pizza-less state.

[_superdork_]

And here I thought this was just a boring training exercise.

[hot4shoes]

A training exercise with pizza.

[_superdork_]

There's a silver lining, yeah.