Eat them
"Well, you see," you begin. Barbara cuts you off. "Get
to the point," she snaps. "I want to hear your reasoning so
I can eat Dave again, and without interruption this time."
You comply. "Okay, I saved you both because I wanted to eat you
instead." You lick your lips and eat Barbara. Dave stares at you.
You walk over to him, smile, and eat him. You then belch loud and
long.
You then look at your watch and realize how late it is. You'd better
be getting home. Your mam is going to have a fit! Then you look at
yourself and realize that she would have a fit anyway over your huge
stomach. Of course, you could always just eat her. Or you could wait
around until you digest your friends and- Hey, why did you eat them
anyway? They were your friends, and- But anyway, with all of these
choices, what are you going to do? If you want to save your friends,
you'd better act fast; your digestion has been really sped up by
whatever let you eat them. But then again, no hurry; why not just
digest them?
Anyway, what do you do?
You look at them. They look at you, waiting.
