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“Hey dad.”
“What the?!” was his response.
And then she saw what he saw.
“What the hell is going on here?!”
Tyler couldn’t stop. He was mid throw and the contents of that full cup of Coke were already on their way. They hit Gary Green Shirt right in the chest and splashed all over the side of the portable fridge.
At the same time, Tyler got hit in the face with a wad of raw meat slathered in Cheez Whiz. It plastered his cheek and slid down his neck.
“Ewwww,” he said, wiping away what he could.
Cap was beyond angry. “Are you out of your mind?!”
“What?” said Tyler, feigning ignorance.
“What do you mean what? I left you here to clean up and you’ve made a bigger mess than before we left.”
He was right. The place was a shambles. It was apparent they’d had quite the epic food fight. It was also apparent that they’d done nothing else.
There were french fries everywhere, long rolls littered the ground, raw meat lay in clumps in the street, soda dripped from every surface, and ketchup, there was ketchup on the tables, on the ground and in the fryer.
“Why is there ketchup in the fryer?!”
“Ummm…”
“What do you mean ummm..? Why is there ketchup in the fryer?”
Tyler was stone silent. He just stood there with beefy Cheez Whiz sliding down his neck.
“Nikki!” barked Cap.
“Yeah?”
“What happened?”
Nikki was sitting off to the side, on the curb, clearly outside of the commotion. “They had a food fight,” she said, pointing at Tyler and Gary Green Shirt.
“You started it,” Tyler yelled at her.
“Hey, I’ve just been sitting here minding my own business.”
“You threw the first fry.”
“Yeah one fry. I didn’t wreck the whole stand. That was you guys.”
“You’re such a liar!”
“Enough! All of you, clean this place up now. You’ve got one hour to have everything cleaned up and packed up or you’re all going to be extremely sorry.”
Green Green Shirt was the first one to get to work. Before Cap had even finished he had a broom in his hand and was sweeping up the street. Then Nikki stood up, grabbed a rag and started wiping down the fridge. But, Tyler… Tyler just stood there.
“Are you gonna get to work or what?”
“Who won?”
Mrs. Cap grabbed the trophy from out of her husband’s hand and held it high. “We did.”
