#Krow gonna catch these boxer hands /lh

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"R-River. River... River. I-I have... made s-something for y-you. I-I took a LOT of care in m-making them. JUST. F-for. You. I-I hope you like t-them.

Krow holds out a container of, what's this, hand made chicken nuggets? With some sauce? How thoughtful!

Just ignore that... rather ominous smirk the short artist is giving. Surely there's... nothing more to these chicken nuggets. Surely not.

"Oh so you're not mad about the-" His eyes grow wide, "Wait... Are those nuggets? Ya got me more nuggets? Kroo~oow! You're the best!"

With a laugh, he ruffles the short fry's hair and swipes the container from his hands. Just what he needed! River was beginning to get peckish and he wasn't about to start eating the ramen in his cupboard.

"Did you use the official DcMonalds recipe?" Without a second thought, he pops one into his mouth and hums at the flavour landing on their tongue, "Guess not? It tastes a bit... Different."

As if to test his theory, the blue haired drummer takes another bite. "Ehhh. Still tasty! You want a bite? Sike! More for me!"

Poking out his tongue, River goes to dip yet another chicken nugget into the sauce before noticing how his tongue happened to be a lot darker in colour. Alarm bells go off in his head as he sticks it out all the way, and it was then when he noticed that the entirety of his mouth was now stained a bright shade of green.

"What the-?!" Immediately, the drummer sets his sights on Krow, "Is this... Paint?! KROW."

Luckily the shorter male quickly slips out of River's reach and makes a beeline towards the door, only for River to drop his nuggets and dash after him.

"I'm gonna kill you for real! Get back here!"