Yum Or Yuck {Oc Game}

Zeb gave the steak a hard look before shifting his gaze toward Enihs.

“Whaddya mean, “I don’t gotta eat it”? Of course I’m gonna eat it,” Zeb said, picking up whatever cutlery he was provided. “Like you said, it’s free. And it looks real good, too.”

(Yum! Zeb is a real meat-and-potatoes kinda guy.)

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“My friend works at a bakery. He gave me a whole basket of free stuff. I ate most of it but ended up not liking these, uh...” he trailed off, uncovering the basket. All that remained were a few cupcakes. “These carrot cupcake things. I think it’s the icing that I don’t like, mostly. ...Do you want ‘em?”

Aminia was in love.

With Zeb? With the cupcakes? Who knows, really, but once the basket was uncovered to reveal the cupcakes within, her heartbeat quickened. She reached in and took one of the desserts, lightly tracing a thumb over the edge of the icing, testing its softness. As she examined the sweet, she spoke to the man. "Of course! If I don't eat them, then surely the other women will. I swear, anyways, these are heavensent." She gave paused to unwrap the bottom of the cupcake. "I was thinking about carrot cake yesterday, honestly. I was thinking I would go see someone and ask if she could bake one for me..."

She leaned back, taking this moment to fully admire the damn thing. She was... probably going to do that a lot, actually.

"Well, I don't have to do that now, thanks to you." she concluded with a sigh, "And do thank your friend for me, will you? You are both two of my favorite people in the world right now."

"I'm not so fond of the dinner they cooked for me, so I figured I would hand it to you instead. I would feel guilty about wasting food, otherwise." she said to the other party, unwrapping said dinner and then placing it before them. It was... a mutton-stuffed gyro. Shame.

"Oh hell yeah! Thanks!" Jaya eagerly took the gyro and started munching on it, not even bothering to ask what was in it or anything. For all he knew it could've had human meat in it but he simply didn't care. Living off Doritos and Mountain Dew can only sustain a man for so long. 

"Do you wanna try some MTN DEW® GAME FUEL®?" The driftling asks you. "I'm doing a sponsorship and please I just need someone to buy this product offa meeeeeeee...I'll give you a shoutout on stream. I'll host you if you're a streamer after my stream ends for the night." He begged desperately like the amazing salesman he is.

Ark stared down at the plate, several emotions crossing his face such as: confusion, disgust, anger, disbelief, bewilderment. Who in the right mind would dare to combine such things? Both were disgusting on their own, but together?!
"Why you--!" He stopped himself from finishing that sentence, pinching the bridge of his nose and trying to calm himself down. "... I'll pass," he muttered instead. He must destroy all life sooner than he'd thought.

"Sometimes even the very concept of food disgusts me," Ark muttered. If he hadn't had to eat it, he wouldn't. That being said... "I'm considering something light. Something like spaghetti. It's not light in carbs, of course, but you get the point. What do you think? Something else instead?"

“Oh, uh, sure!” Benji exclaimed, pocketing the chocolate. “I’ll eat it later. Thanks!”

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“Now, I know what you’re probably thinking: “Benji, what are you doing taking a boiling pot of maple syrup outside?” Well!” He beamed, making a point to hold the pot just a bit further away from himself. “Seven-Oh has finally gotten its first snow of the year, which means I can make maple candy again! Here, watch!”

Benji proceeded to pour the syrup in lines onto the snow, rolling up the rapidly cooling syrup with popsicle sticks. He handed you one.

“It’s kinda like taffy! This is probably one of my favorite parts of winter...” He sighed. “So I really wanna know if you like it! ... If not, more for me!”

"Oh thanks" Enihs shakes her head, as if the throb could dropping out with that. Who are you? Why you are in my room? Oh wait, this isn't her room?! Where is she, why is she here. So many questions fly and bonk in the girl's brain, may- maybe she could ask the other girl what's happened- 

But more important, as a human being with healthy eating diet, Enihs will help with the breakfast. Sweet isn't Enihs thing for breakfast but she totally not complain, they tasted good, lesser the pain in her head. Let's see... Some more eggs, tuna salad... Or just 5 minutes salad with sweet vinegar...

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"Sorry! Run out of ingredients for your order!" Enihs say over her shoulder while checking the last box. No wonder why, at this late... The only customer left. 

"Well" Must be a hard day "With all what I have," mostly leftover things but pretty sure with Enihs skills, they would taste good enough "I can make some cool honey lemon tea, for both of us. I can warm it up if you prefere it hot." She already made one in the refrigeration, can't expect more in this hour.

"Oh no - that's quite alright," the teacher said, waving her hands embarrassedly. "I shouldn't have come this late.... I got distracted today."

If anything, Grace could leave and come back tomorrow - she could prepare instant noodles or something like that for herself at home, she thought, but right at that moment, Enihs' words quickly caught her attention. "Honey lemon tea?" she repeated. "Oh my, I would love that. Thank you kindly." She smiled. "I would prefer it hot, yes."

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"Oh my, what should I do..." Grace sat alone at the small café, looking seemingly troubled. 

The ring on the café's frontdoor ringed, and she watched as the other party entered the place and passed by her table by chance. "E-excuse me?" The teacher called out to them. "I know this is strange, but... I seem to have ordered two slices of chocolate cake by accident... Would you like one?"

Only moments after she entered the cafe, Korrina was called to a table by... a vaguely familiar young woman. The same young woman who commented on her tea sets, actually. The noble gave paused, before sliding closer to where the other party sat, her eyes falling upon the chocolate cakes presented to her.

Did she want chocolate cake..?

Korrina paused, looking over her hands, going silent for a minute and perhaps just for the sake of adding pressure to the situation. But, then she chuckled, and replied, "Of course, dear. What do I have to lose, anyway? My figure?"

0/10. Not funny, lady.

[yum....... granted she'll eat a lot of things. chocolate cake is always a definitely.]

"Oh, you'll like this, trust me!" Korrina exclaimed to her guest, staring down the dining hall at them and the platter of food before them -- a nice, large spinach pie.

"It has feta cheese, onion, and egg in it." she explained to them, "Alongside the spinach, of course... Please tell me you're not the type of person to avoid spinach, though! I don't want a complete child as my guest! I already have two!"

claire's eyes focused on the hot pan and noticed epsilon not wearing oven mitts and was a bit startled. she was trying to figure out if that even hurt her. she inhaled the aroma that was coming from the pan. were those blueberry muffins? claire looked down at the pan with her large dark eyes. no, they were lemon poppy muffins. she had never tried them before. maybe today was the day to try? she looked up at epsilon and studied her smokey body and flowy hair. interesting being.

"I've never tried them actually" her words seemed to echo through her ears as she spoke "but since you've been cooking for years that does make it better haha. i'll try one" claire reached over onto the tray and picked up a muffin. it was hot. really hot. she didn't seem to mind though. she preferred hot deserts. she took a bite into the muffin and exclaimed aloud "wow! these are actually delicious! thank you so much ma'am!" she started to get excited and started rambling off about how good the muffins were and kept thanking the mysterious ghoul for her muffins.
(yum!)

claire hopped up and down carrying change in one hand, and a ribboned box in the other. she walked all the way from the village square to her small home, coming back from the village's baker. "oh hi!" she turned her attention to the figure sitting in her chair. she didn't question it though. she always liked new friends. "i just got back from the baker!" she put the box on the table, and undid the delicate bow on the box. when opened it revealed four strawberry filled puff pastries. claire's favorite. she turned and smiled at the person in the chair. "would you like one? the best baker in all the land, fresh too!" she extended her yellow hand out with one, fresh and warm pastry.

The frog pup hybrid sat alone at the table, eyes glazed as he had drifted away from reality for the period he had sat. He didn't flinch when a figure had sat beside him, but slowly turned his head to peer down at the individual. A demon, he could presume, with bright pink hair and horns to accompany them. He gave a grin and his stub of a tail wiggled behind him as he responded. "Hi!" His nose wriggled with interest, aroused by the smell of the baked goods they had received. He leaned over and sniffed curiously, but pulled back with a smile when he was invited to take one. With his interest spiked, he happily agreed and placed his hand in the basket to grab one of the treats. It was small, warm, but had delicious syrup and filling inside and on top. The crust was a golden brown and he was drooling by the time it had gotten to his mouth. A small gasp came from his mouth and a hand was thrown up to his cheek. The treat was tasty, his tongue falling into a land filled with soft clouds and blue skies, providing only the warmest taste along the way. He was glad this person had been here. He was beginning to get a little peckish.

"Wow! These are amazing! Thank you!" He said, cheerfully. He finished the tart he had, chewing with his cheeks filled and tongue in an overwhelming rush, ready to take more. "May I have another?"

(Yum!)

Jelly has a special guest to serve tonight. Emerging from his home and onto the balcony where an outdoor dinner table was set up, his ears hopped as he trotted over to the area with two clean white plates in his hands, gladly placing them down in their designated areas. It wasn't often that he had visitors, being the one to go out rather than stay in, but he had to invite a guest over if he wanted to introduce one of his favorite meals. Sitting in his spot, the chair creaked beneath him and he stared at the other in expectation, waiting to see their opinion. On the menu was his self proclaimed award winning cooked ham with pineapple sauce carefully glazed over the meat. The meal wafted with smells of the ham, the pineapple bringing in a sweet taste with the syrupy meat. Picking up his utensils, he quickly began shoving the food into his mouth, waiting for the other and what they thought. "Well? Are you going to eat it?"