{SF} Unofficial Eating Contest

[Barry Grep]

Barry indeed counted along with her, for how could he not? So together with his newest zany buddy, he counted down to three and then dug right in. So... Real talk? Barry might not've had an ability that affected his ability to eat, but a hungry Barry is a sight to behold. It mattered not what stood in his way, for Barry would have found his meal anyway. So when the two finally reached "three," Barry had dug in without a single care about how he looked.

Sure, Barry was going to probably lose, but he was certainly going to give Frank a run for her money as he was already moving onto his third pie, in something of a feeding frenzy. It was terrifying, and yet glorious all at once.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

A fully focused Frank Cox would, in fact, be utterly impossible to best in an eating contest of any kind. Even a slightly distracted Frank would be hard to match. Thankfully, Frank's normal condition happened to mostly resemble a squirrel that had been given an entire Red Bull to drink all on its very own.

This didn't mean that the girl didn't dive in. The first pie vanished, tin and all, at a rate that surely had to be alarming to any spectators and/or people who just didn't know about Frank's ability. A second went down nearly as fast. It turned out that eating a pie wasn't so hard when you had no care about things like decorum and hygiene. Frank simply chewed her way through plate, tin, and the napkin at the other end.

Then Frank got.. distracted. By her phone at first, which buzzed and of course she had to answer (while eating), and then by a passing waiter who she swore she knew from somewhere, and then by a kid walking by with some cotton candy (the words "omigod, I want some" were used)...

[Barry Grep]

Oh, Barry was definitely fully focused. How could he not be with the absolutely scrumptious treats set before him to slain like rats in some RPG console game for his very first quest? No, Barry was determined to eat, and eat he did. Knowing the lingo of speed and eating, Barry made sure he kept up his momentum so his stomach wouldn't have time to realize it was being refueled at a rapid rate. So focused was he that he didn't even notice the awe on other people's faces (And disgust, but Barry just registered that as more Awe).

Eventually, Barry finished with a happy sigh as he leaned back in his chair, patting his now full belly that was covered in pie splatters like blood from his vanquished foes. "Oh yeah.... Definitely gonna feel that in a few minutes. But ssooooooooooo worth iiiiiiit~!" He sang happily. He glances over at Frank, who had won of course, with an enormous grin. "That was amazing girl!"

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank was seriously considering running off to go get some cotton candy or something. She only managed to just pull herself together to finish up a few of the pies in front of her. It was in that flurry that she actually got some pie tin stuck in her teeth. She spent a few moments working that out, eventually spitting it partway across the table.

She still won.

Frank grinned at Barry, who'd relaxed back. "So worth it," Frank agreed, before adjusting herself and leaning forward. "Hey, you got really close," she counted. She'd still finished a few pies ahead, but she usually finished by a lot more than that. "Guess I win though," she shuffled, turning her head to look up at him, her eyes narrowing. "What did we agree was the price for the winner? I feel like it was cool..."

[Barry Grep]

Barry laughed and nodded his head in agreement again. "Gurl, you got one helluva gift! That was truly awesome!" Barry praised with a wide grin before burping. "Woo! Sorry!" He said, giggling anyways and making his great bulk shake. "But you win for sure guuurl." Barry said with a nod, poking her on the nose with a grin.

"Huh... Wasn't it the loser had to pay for the winner to go on a ride? Right?" barry guessed, glancing over at Frank with a shrug. "So I guess you're picking! What do you wanna go on?" Barry asked with a grin. "Cause I'm buying!" He threw his arms out wide as he said the last bit, beaming

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank grinned at the mention of her gift. "Hey, some of us had to get cool powers," She said, before reaching and taking a bit of tin to sort of chew o in an absent manner. Containers generally tasted pretty good, or at least they usually tasted like whatever they'd been containing. As this one had been containing pie, it definitely ranked pretty high on the flavor content.

Frank then giggled at the poke, wrinkling her nose a few times, looking a bit like a witch she'd seen on a show this one time. Then she was tilting said head and waiting for an answer. "oh yeah! That sounds right!" Frank said, nodding. She shifted again. "We should, like, do something really cool..." Frank narrowed her eyes, then shifted. "The question is: do we wanna fight off the barfing or go for something else? Because it could be fun to have a not barfing contest... but it could also really suck."

Thus spoke the voice of experience, before burping slightly and shifting again. Even Frank did have some limits, after all.

[Barry Grep]

Barry laughed and poked her on the nose again. "I know! You lucky ducky!" Barry accused teasingly with a grin. "You can eat whatever ya want! That would be awesome to do. I've always wondered what metal and that kinda stuff tasted like." He admitted, scratching his chin. "Probably tastes like purple. I dunno." He ended with a shrug of his shoulders and an expression that said 'whatever-dude.'

Barry laughed at Frank's expression to being poked, doing it again in the midst of all her scrunching with a mischievous grin. "Ehehehehehe!" He cackled evilly before it evolved into giggles instead. The Frank confirmed his guess on bye prize and he nodded his idea at the mention of doing something cool. "Huh.... Ech, nah lets not fight off the barfing. Twould be a most heinous crime to throw up the wonder pus food we just ate!" He declared dramatically with a raised fist, the pointer finger pointed up in declaration. Then he dropped the hand and went back to thinking. And then it hit him. "OOOOOOO!" He said, slapping his hands on the table with excitement and bouncing in his seat. "We should totally ride the Ferris wheel and lob water balloons at people from the top!" He said with a giant grin

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank again wiggled her nose as Barry poked it, adding a slight giggle. The statements that followed were pretty easy to answer: "Metal tastes kinda like metal, all metallic and junk. It's not like my ability makes the stuff taste any different. I can just actually eat it," Frank supplied, before sticking her tongue out at Barry again. Her ability also meant having a significantly tougher than normal tongue, something that most people, including Frank herself, didn't really seem to take into account.

Frank slid her back into her tongue with an appropriate side effect (it involved a slurping noise) and then listened as Barry worked his way through her suggestions. No barf contest, but something about-- "Oooh, that does sound like fun!" Frank said, clapping her hands. "There's even some water in different places on the grounds. Like, there's at least one hose thing near the fry station for some reason, and I think there's one near some of the other stuff. The question is, where would we get the balloons? Well, that and how long we'll last before they kick us out, but that's one for later."

Frank fluttered her hand dismissively at that. Clearly it wasn't something that she wanted to be bothered with right now. Figure out the plan a step at a time, and likely make up steps as you go. That was the Frank Cox way.

[Barry Grep]

"OOooooh...." Barry said when Frank answered. "Dat makes seeeennnsssseee." He trailed off, scratching his bearded chin. but he didn't linger on it too much as Frank was excited about the plan. "Yes! Perfect! We could get em balloons ready and then head up!" Barry said. But when Frank questioned him about the balloons, he leaned down and rummaged in his bag for a bit before pulling out a plastic bag containing deflated balloons. "I always come prepared." He said in a mock serious voice before bursting out into giggles again.

"Ech, we'll deal with that when we cross that highway. Or was it blow up that bridge?" Barry thought, scratching his chin. But then he shrugged. "Eh, I dunno. But let's do dis girl!" He said, grabbing both the bag of his balloons and his bag.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank nodded. "I always make sense," she insisted with the most serious tone that she could manage. She held the expression for a few seconds before giggling and flopping her head over to the other side. Frank did fall silent while Bary talked the bit about the whole balloons and even managed to produce them out of no where. "Well, I always come prepared too," Frank said, before pulling out a bag of glitter. Then a bag of sour gummies (actually unopened this time). Then her pink cell phone.

"It's not my fault I have girl pants!" she insisted before gesturing at her lower body. True, she could carry a purse, but clearly that thought had never come to her. Frank pushed off the table and pulled himself to her feet. "Right, soooo," Frank turned for a bit, orienting herself and pointing, "we head that way! To get the water and start filling up the balloons!" and Frank grinned her manic grin.

Then she lurched forward, actually going over the table to head in the right direction, not really careful about whether or not she hit Barry or not. Because sometimes Frank just couldn't be bothered with details. Obviously.

[Barry Grep]

Barry only nodded along, although he was grinning widely because holy crap they were gonna launch water balloons at people like taking out tangos from a helicopter. Like a Boss. But then he glanced at Frank as she pulled out things from her pockets. Barry laughed evilly, even holding up his hand as he shook with mirth like a mastermind.

"You and your foolish girl pants are far inferior to the greatness of my boy pants and our bottomless pockets!" He teased mercilessly before once again dissolving into giggles. But then once he had settle, he watched where Frank's finger pointed and nodded, leaping to his feet-- then regretting it as he held his full stomach-- before hurrying forward, even forgiving Frank to bonking him in the nose with her elbow.

It took Barry no time at all to use his excellent tracking skills to discover a hose and rip open the balloon bag. Then he simple began filling the balloons and moving his food around so he had an empty lactic bag for the balloons to fit into. At the while, he was cackling happily.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank stuck her tongue out at Barry as he insisted that his boy pants were way better than her girl pants. "You're just lucky I'm totes out of my grunge phase," she insisted, adding a slight huff. She was soon charging off, however, lurching full speed toward precisely where she knew the water to be.

Barry did find it pretty quick though, so maybe he'd noticed too or just had magical water finding powers. Frank practically danced in place until he showed up. She'd already used the few water balloons she already had and had them ready. Then it was a matter of falling into a pattern with Barry. Fill the balloon, swap it for an empty, and fill that one. Meanwhile Barry could drop it into whatever.

"This is even more fun with condoms," Frank said, adding a little cackle. "People, like, so freak out. It's not really crowd appropriate and there are totes kids in the audience,," Frank pointed out into the crowd, moving her hand about a bit and nodding with that assurity that she always possessed.

[Barry Grep]

"Mhmmmmmm suuurrrrreeeeee" Barry said, grinning but still moving towards his goal. He had a job to do and nothing was going to stand in his way! Which was probably why he found the hose so fast. Then it was just a matter of repeating the same motion over and over until he had enough balloons. Frank fell into step as well, and soon enough they were like a machine, making balloons at an amazing rate.

"You said it." Barry agreed with an evil cackle all his own. "And hey, they were told this was an R-rated movie dude! I ain't getting no complaint when em parents be bringing in den kids when they's not supposed to cause they be saying 'Oh my kid can handle it.'" Barry said, waggling his finger at the crowd before continuing.

[Frank "Sunny" Laffont]

Frank did a little dance as they kept filling up the balloons, humming to herself as she went. There was a bit of a pause to join in with the cackling as Barry let loose his own cackle. He did seem to have some point, and Frank tilted her head to the side. "I dunno, I think we're supposed to be PG-13," she commented, pursing her lips and tilting her head a moment, "but we do mention sex a lot... then again, so do a lot of PG-13 stuff."

Frank filled up another balloon, tied it off expertly, and almost absently handed it over to Barry. "have you ever thought about juggling?" She asked, turning to look over at him. "Because that would so be a cool power to have right now. Why don't we get cool powers like that? Wellll, I guess we sorta did," another balloon filled, tied, and handed off, "since I can, like, eat all the things and you can, like, say all the things," another tie off and Frank rose up, dusting herself off.

"I think we gots enough," she said, leaning over. "We don't wanna get too much or, like, we'll have issues getting them on the ride and getting them into throwing position."

[Barry Grep]

Barry seemed to consider this, stroking his beard like a wise sage with the body of the Buddha. "Huh. I guess that makes sense. Only we don't got any of dat colored blood stuff that lets it be PG." He added, musing as he methodically packed the balloons into the bag. But then his attention was back on Frank when she mentioned the juggling and he grinned. "Duuuuuuude! it'd be so awesome if you had this power that let you juggle all of the things! Like a car or something! You could get so much bank at a circus!" He said. "Well, felt the circus ain't got dat much dash but girl whatever." He said with a dismissive wave of his hand. And then he grinned widely at her comment on their own powers. "You know it dude! I am a strong, independent black woman, and I don't need no man to make me happy!" He
Announced, snapping his fingers sassily in a z-formation like the big white boy he was.

Barry counted the balloons once Frank pointed out they had enough ammo. He nodded his head after he finished, and tied the bag shut. "Got it girl. Let's go!" He said before grabbing Frank's hand and scurrying through the crowd towards the Ferris wheel, grinning like a fool as they got in line. He was practically bouncing. "Duuuuuude this is gonna be so hype!"