Okaay. He was nearly done then. These things were really getting on his nerves. What were they. He wanted to knoww! The way to know was to eat faster. So that was just what he did. He was getting sick of pie...literally. He was pretty sure he was going to throw up or something. Which wasn't too pleasant. Hopefully he wouldn't throw up on Dylan's shoes because he was pretty positive that his Captain would not like that all. Ughh. There was a ton of whipped cream in his eyes too. Oh he was so blind. He didn't approve of this at all.

Okaay. There was something hopping around in the bottom of the pie. He frowned, pulling his head back a little to see what they were. "Aaaah...." Chocolate frogs. Niccee. He laughed a little, before diving back in, and eating them quickly. They were better than the whipped cream after all. Nom. Nom. Nom.

Aah. He was nearly done. Just a little bit faster. Ahh. There you go.

"Doneee." He yelled, practically waving his empty pie dish around. There you go. Rock onnn clement Belrose.