Toby stood at the shelf, with his EYES on the TOOLS. EVen as he looked around he found himself SQUIIIIIIIIISHING the pod in between his hands, like it was a stressball and he was the worlds most stressed out individual. It was hard not to, really, 'CAUSE IT WAS SO SQUISHY. And tempting. It didn't seem about to pop, though, which sucked, 'cause that was the AIM HERE, but also worked out well, because Millard probably didn't want the tubers all over his greenhouse floor.

HMMMMMMMMM. WHICH TOOOOOOOOL.

*squiiiiish*

Toby thought he remembered SOMETHING in PARTICULAR about how this was done. About how you needed to STAB the thing with something sharp, rather than squeeze and or hammer it. And that... made sense, really. It was what his INSTINCT told him to do. Should trust that thing more often.

So Toby picked out a KNIFE, and headed right on back to his workstation. Without preamble, he set the pod back down, raised the knife and SLAMMED it down into it, WITH VIGOUR. And the POD... shot off through the air.

LUCKILY Toby had the ENERGY and the REFLEXES to snatch it from the air before it too far. He looked at his knife.

"OhhhHHHHH." WRONG. END. HAhahahah. Oh man, that was hilarious. HEHE. Mini giggle fit from Toby there. He set the pod down, flipped the knife the RIGHT way round now, and DID IT AGAIN. Stuck it would the pointy end.

HUZZAHHHHHHHHHH! SUCCESS. At once the thing burst open, and those pale green wriggly tuber things became instantly visible. Toby MOVED FAST, and held the pod over the bowl to squeeeeeeeeeze them on out, just encouraging the process. COME OUT COME OUT GROSS LIL WIGGLY THINGS.

Aw yis. Another job well done?