FOOD FIGHT

[tree]

As long as there is no mayo in it, she'll be ok.

I crumble corn chips down the neck of Butterfly88 's shirt.

 

[qwerty]

I hide in a bowl of peanut butter holding a taco filled with mooshed mushy peas in both hands and sneak squidge them on both tree's' ears

 

[zurb]

I scoop up a convenient bowl of peanut butter and accidentally spread qwerty on a slice of toast before slapping a honeyed toast on top of him.

 

[tree]

I toss a bucket of tapioca pudding in zurb's direction.

 

[Vinca]

I sprinkle a sieve of icing powder over tree 's head.

 

[tree]

I dab the backs of Vinca 's hands with
super-ripe persimmon pulp.

 

[zurb]

I help tree wash off the icing sugar by pouring a bottle of orange juice over her.

 

[tree]

That was so thoughtful of zurb to rinse off the icing sugar.

I will give him a pineapple, but first I will slice the top off and
take off all the pokey hide & chop the flesh. Of the pineapple.

Continuing the kindly civil mood, I fling the chopped pineapple
at zurb. Also, a few marshmallows...& a pint of cottage cheese.

 

[Butterfly88]

That was thoughtful but I'm going to throw more icing sugar at you both because it is yummy.

 

[tree]

For awhile I was thinking that icing sugar was....frosting.
But now I have looked it up. It's (more or less) powdered sugar.

I get some cream cheese and mix all the sugar that I can shake off
myself and now I pelt Butterfly88 with sweetened cream cheese
balls. Colored pink.

 

[Butterfly88]

For awhile I was thinking that icing sugar was....frosting.
But now I have looked it up. It's (more or less) powdered sugar.

I get some cream cheese and mix all the sugar that I can shake off
myself and now I pelt Butterfly88 with sweetened cream cheese
balls. Colored pink.

I'll retaliate by pouring cranberry juice on your fresh white shirt.

 

[tree]

I'm surprised you knew about that white shirt.
I only wear it in the summer when the weather is
quite warm.

You reminded me of that shirt and for some reason,
entirely unconnected with shirts or cranberries or
summer, I am thinking about canned cream of
asparagus soup.

I open up a can of that and schplorp!
Soup's on.... Butterfly88 .

 

[inabox]

I have a long row of raisins all lined up and one by one I am flicking them at tree and they are getting in her hair and one even managed to land in her ear

 

[tree]

I know what I used to do as a snack.
Cheese and raisins.

I think I will keep the raisins and whing these
processed cheese slices at inabox.

Ha!
They stick because they have static cling.

 

[zurb]

Time for the old classic - while she's distracted with tossing cheese at inabox, cream pie straight in tree's face.

 

[tree]

YAY!
I haven't been pieface in a long time...

One good turn deserves another.
Here is some vaguely berry-flavored pie in the face
for zurb.

 

[inabox]

I tip my bowl of noodles over tree's head and for a moment I thought I'd get away with it because it does look a little like a (terrible) wig!
A bit like this:

 

[Butterfly88]

I'm surprised you knew about that white shirt.
I only wear it in the summer when the weather is
quite warm.

You reminded me of that shirt and for some reason,
entirely unconnected with shirts or cranberries or
summer, I am thinking about canned cream of
asparagus soup.

I open up a can of that and schplorp!
Soup's on.... Butterfly88 .

Soup's on you now too. Tree soup.

 

[tree]

That was fun being a cat for awhile.
Now that the soup is cleaned up I toss
a bucket of artichoke petals on Butterfly88.

 

[inabox]

I enjoyed the soup. Thankfully mine didn't get across the room. But to wash the soup off tree, I give my can a really really vigorous shake and then open it