Herb cackles and crawls to Polt and Ant. She hands them a jar of mayo each and then grabs some celery. He then starts crawling on the ceiling. "Mayo!!!" Herb shouts.
Inferno is starting to get sick from the strong stench of mayo. She wants fervently to change the subject. She glared pointed daggers at Paige. "No. Ellie, don't do it." Inferno then reaches in her pocket, and reveals a bottle of ketchup. She grins. It is time for the ketchup takeover.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away... if you throw it hard enough.
Inferno stares, utterly appalled at the mayo jar in her hand. She drops it to the floor, causing it to squirt everywhere. This effectively stained the room and all the people in it a hue of beige mayonnaise. "Um. Sorry." Inferno mutters. Then holds up the beautiful, shinning jar of ketchup. All of a sudden, a choir of angels start singing in the background, a luminescent light emanating from the marvelous sauce. "Want ketchup with that?" She smiles nervously.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away... if you throw it hard enough.
Inferno frowns. She needs to undo this mess. She sniffs back tears and says goodbye to her ketchup, then, in a sudden poof! it was gone. Then with several other poofs! the mayonnaise splatters dissapeared, because ketchup is just cool like that. The room is now spotless, but depressingly, Inferno has no more ketchup. She chokes back a sob.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away... if you throw it hard enough.
"No more sauces, why don't we all try nice, juicy, ghostberries?" Polt pipes up from the corner, after escaping the mayo fiasco by using Ant as a shield. Their hands were full of translucent berries that looked like a cross between a strawberry and a blackberry, with a dull purple center.
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