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Donut and Barf Bag were sitting at the left side of the table, facing the rest of the team.
Firey Jr was nervous, Naily and Bomby not so much, Spongy was slightly angry, Bracelety looked nonchalant, and Gelatin was trying to stifle laughter with how Donut and Barf Bag stared at them condescendingly, scanning them to see if each and every member was at the table.
"So... let's discuss something important." Barf Bag hisses, as Gelatin flinches out of his held-back laughter.
"What could possibly so important that you woke me up from my sleep!?" Spongy asks, huffing a bit.
"Somebody stole food from our fridge."
The members of Team Ice Cube-including previously nonchalant Spongy-gasped and moved back an inch. Bracelety, however, stayed put.
"At midnight."
Donut stood up from his chair. "One of you did this. It's not me, nor is it Barfy. Bracelety apparently gave the tip that one of you had a midnight snack."
"Oh god." Bomby mutters under his breath.
"So! We shall have a discussion to bring justice to this food thief." Barf Bag clears her throat.
"Oh my." Spongy mutters, as Firey Jr quickly jumps onto the table (which was easy due to his small size) and points at Spongy, who is frozen and stunned by the sudden announcement, at the far end of the table sitting next to Naily.
"SPONGY! He should be the one!" Firey Jr spits, as Spongy turns to him. "NO IT ISN'T! WHY WOULD IT BE ME?! DON'T YOU TRUST ME?" Spongy stands up, knocking his chair backwards, as he looks around at the team.
"... Not really, after that stunt you pulled in BFB 14." Barf Bag comments quietly.
"What? What stunt!?" Bracelety stands up, slamming her hands on the table.
"Exactly! What did he do!?" Firey Jr also protests, as Spongy coughs. "The challenge was to get X's treasure back, and we went underground, and we found an in-"
"THAT ISN'T THE TOPIC! The topic is that one of you had a midnight snack." Barf Bag snarls. "WHY IS THAT EVEN A PROBLEM!? Can't we have midnight snacks!? We're all independent adults, we can do whatever we want!" Naily retorts.
"We have limited food, Naily! Grocery For You only operates on weekends! We need to share food equally." Barf Bag reminds her, as Gelatin gasps.
"It's only open on weekends!? I never knew that!" Gelatin suddenly interrupts, as Bomby looks at him, puzzled. "Gelatin, didn't you go out that one time when Donut sent you out to buy our food?" Bomby asks, furrowing a brow, as Gelatin starts coughing.
"Uh, well.... it..." Gelatin mutters, before Firey Jr interrupts the conflict. "I know who stole the food!" Firey Jr smirks, then looks over at Bracelety, who's sitting next to Gelatin.
"Her!" Firey Jr points at Bracelety, who seems offended that Firey Jr could possibly blame her. "There's been some team drama happening over at 8-names! What if Ice Cube requested that she get some food, and Bracelety followed her orders like some- some dog!?"
"What the hell are you on, Junior?!" Naily defends Bracelety, getting between her and Firey Jr on the table. "Why would she do that if she knew that we had limited food? I don't think she'd betray our team for her idol!" Naily yells at Firey Jr. "Naily, when you idolize someone, y-"
"Spongy's gone!" Bomby suddenly beams, pointing at the empty seat that was once occupied by Spongy.
"SEE!? IT'S HIM! HE'S THE ONE WHO STOLE THE FOOD!" Firey Jr barks, pointing at the destitute seat with his stubby arms. "Junior, c'mon, you're pointlessly blaming literally everyone..." Barf Bag picks Firey Jr, who's still ranting, up and places him back into his room delicately, shutting the door as soon they could hear Firey Jr banging on the door.
"Hey, why don't we all just stop fighting? We can resolve this peacefully, right?" Gelatin suggests, trying to break the fight between Bracelety and Bomby that started on the side. Unusually absolutely no one knew what they were fighting about.
"Peace doesn't exist in this household, Gelatin! We found out what food was stolen!" Bracelety snarls, facing the translucent jello.
"What was it?"
"Bomby's spare cake slices!"
Gelatin's gasp fills the room. "EXACTLY! AND THE FACT BRACELETY KNOWS ABOUT IT MAKES HER SUSPICIOUS!" Bomby points at Bracelety, who scoffs and inches back in her seat. "You're blaming me for simply knowing what was stolen!? What if.. what if I just have a good memory!?" Bracelety attempts to defend herself.
"Oh boy, this'll be a long night." Barf Bag rubs her eyes, before Donut clears his throat.
"... I did. I stole the food."
"WHAT!?" Each and every head turns to Donut. Firey Jr had escaped his room by this point, and Spongy had barged out of his room to hear Donut's confession. "I did. I wanted to have a midnight snack, I was pulling an all-nighter the other night." Donut confesses nonchalantly, as Firey Jr picks up his chair, holding it high above his head.
The wood was a little charred due to the small ember's heat, yet he didn't care. "AND YOU WANTED TO SEE US ALL FIGHT?! IS THAT WHY!?" Firey Jr snarls at Donut, before using his strength to hit Donut with the chair. Donut was pushed against the wall as Team Ice Cube attempted to stop the small flame from hitting the pastry, yet their efforts proved fruitless when he continued hitting Donut.
Barf Bag places an arm in front of Donut's face, attempting to shield Firey Jr's blows, yet she retracts it after one single hit, rubbing it soothingly with a wince.
"Four, recover Donut."
Bomby mutters, frustrated and sluggish, as Four obliges happily. Donut emerges from his palm as he lands on the grass, and all eyes turn back to Firey Jr, his glow lighting up the night.
"Apologize to Donut, Firey Jr." Barf Bag commands, pointing to Firey Jr then to Donut. "Fine... sorry for committing homicide and you as the victim." Firey Jr 'apologizes', as he quickly goes back into the room.
The rest of Team Ice Cube were standing outside their dorm, encapsulated in the darkness, before Gelatin suddenly clears his throat.
"So, uh... all of you seem frustrated. So, I'll give you a joke!" Gelatin smiles brightly, as Bomby immediately puts his head in his hand, letting out a deep breath.
"Gelatin, I swear to God...."
"What did the little candle say to the big candle?"
"Gelatin."
"I'm going out tonight!"
The entirety of Team Ice Cube stared at Gelatin, disappointed with him.
"Do not ever tell jokes after we recover someone dead, Gelatin." Barf Bag growls, as Gelatin mutters a scarce "sorry".