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"Brother do we really have to go inside?" Shin asked as he looked at the big M on the building. "Yes. I do not want to use the drive through." Shin sighed as he followed his older brother inside. "This place has a lot of bad food are you sure you want this?"
Carla looked at Shin. "You will not slander this fine establishment in my presence. You have simply yet to try a big mac." he goes up to the counter and looks at the menu. "Waiter, I require your finest feast"
The McDonald employee looked at Carla in confusion. "Uh we got mc fucking fries here?" Shin then butted in. "Brother I think you should get the apple slices. I worry about the amount of sodium in these products. I don't want you to-" and Carla gave Shin a death glare. "Shin. Tell them I want the girls toy as well."
"Eh?! I'm not doing that brother.... wouldn't you rather have the boys toy, the hot wheel?" Shin insisted as he pointed at the cool fucking hot wheel.
"No."
Shin then surrendered to his brother's wishes and did as he was asked. "Yes... I'd like the girls toy with the two kid meals please and he wants a hamburger."
"With extra ham," Carla cuts in.
"With... extra ham...." Shin muttered, clearly defeated. The McDonald employee looked at them both strangely. "Uh the hamburger does not come with extra ham?"
Carla slammed his fist on the counter.
"Why is it called the hamburger then?"
Shin was embarrassed and tried to calm his beloved brother down. "We have ham at home, brother, please calm down."
The two successfully ordered sixty nine hamburgers and Shin insisted on a water but Carla ignored him and got a frappe. Shin didn't really want anything but got a ice cream with nuts in it by Carla's insistence.
Shin watched Carla slowly devour sixty nine hamburgers at their table as he fiddled with his ice cream with nuts. "Brother the salt in that is.... a lot."
"Silence." Carla continued eating the hamburgers.
Carla stops eating momentarily to tell Shin a fun fact. "Did you know they use to have ball pits here?"
"I did not, no." Why Carla knew this or had wanted to know that is beyond Shin.
"They removed them for sanitary reasons."
Shin can understand that because to him this place seems very uncultured and he did not understand the appeal.
"Are you going to eat all those, brother?" Shin didn't think it was wise to eat that many even if their metabolism was different than humans it still wouldn't be a good idea; Shin also doesn't want Carla to eat that many things with disgusting amounts of salt in them, he already worried enough when he ate too much cured ham.
"No, we can take some home for the familiars."
"Ah?! I don't want to feed them that. That's going to make them sick for sure."
Shin was in charge of feeding and caring for the familiars usually and didn't like to give them what he considered junk food. Carla was surprisingly more laid back with them at times as strict as he acted. Not to say Shin didn't spoil them rotten either.
"Nonsense, I feed them delicacies like this often when you are not home."
Salt and junk. Carla is referring to salt and junk. "You do what?! Brother?! Is that why one of them threw up on the floor of the hallway a few days ago?"
Familiars aren't really picky with what you feed them but giving them too much junk food is just bad for any kind of being.
"I've packed up our leftovers in a bag. We are going now Shin." He completely ignored him just now! "Brother please don't feed them McDonalds."
"Let's go Shin," Carla says once again ignoring Shin. "Please they're going to get sick again!"
"Thank you for your service McDonald employee, wench woman," Carla says as he slams the door behind him using far too much force than necessary as it shatters into glass as he exits. "Shin hurry up."
Shin sighs. He's going to have to have the familiars drive them to another different McDonalds after this, the next time Carla wants something here.
Shin looks back for a moment at the shattered remains of what were once a door.
"Do not dawdle."