DON'T TALK TO ME

Midnight was half-tempted to eat a guinea pig. Instead, she went up to the counter and asked for a bacon and green olive pizza.

Echo fell asleep with all the guinea pigs. She was humming in her sleep.

Connie got up and received her pizza once her order number was called. She pulled two slices out of the box and then got her notebook and wrote down some words. The remaining pizza shimmered away. She started to eat her pizza slices, glad the food was done.

"What a waste…" Sly mumbled.

"What?" Connie asked them. "I just wrote it into storage, so I can eat it later. My bow, arrows, and phone were in storage, i can get them out anytime I want. It's more convenient that way."

Rory got to the counter and ordered a cheese pizza. She sat down with her pizza and began eating it, wondering when she would be able to go home.

"Oh hey Rory, been awhile!" Connie yelled.

"Yeah it has. What's up?" Rory yelled back.

"Pizza." Sly replied.

"Being judged by Sly." She glared at him. "That's whats up."

"What did he do this time?" Rory asked Connie.

"Hey I just don't like food waste." They said.

"I see." Rory nodded thoughtfully. "Anyone up for a card game?" she asked.

"ME!" Sly got up and ran over.

"I wasn't wasting it." Connie mumbled and walked over to Rory, a pizza slice still in hand.

"We shall have to agree to disagree." Rory pulled a deck of cards from her pocket, and shuffled them. "What shall we play?" she asked.

"Egyptian Rat Slap."

"Blink!" Connie yelled.

"I've never played Blink, but Rat Slap is fun. Do you guys know how to play James Bond?"

"Nope."

"No."

Midnight was confused. She had never heard of those games. "What about blackjack or spades or hearts… or something?", she mumbled through a mouthful of pizza.

"Or Slapjack!" Connie chimed.

"If we find spoons we can play spoons," Rory suggested.

(Spoons??)
"Spoons?…" Midnight had no clue what that was.

"Oh!" Connie grabbed her notebook and wrote in a box of spoons. She put it in Rory's arms. "Here's some spoons!"

"So, to play spoons, you arrange the spoons in a small circle in the center of the table and deal four cards to each player. There is one less spoons than the number of players. Each player tries to make four of a kind. The dealer takes a card off the top of the deck to have five cards in his hand, removes one and passes it facedown to the left. Each player discards to the person on his left. Once you have four of the same cards, you silently take one of the spoons. Once someone has taken a spoon, anyone can grab one whether you have four of a kind or not. Whoever doesn't grab a spoon before they are gone is out, and it keeps going till there is one winner."

"That," Connie glanced at the box of spoons. " is worse than death by dumptruck."

Rory laughed. "It gets pretty intense sometimes. Other times, people keep passing the cards because they didn't notice that someone grabbed a spoon."

(DOODS)