Okay, ew.

The onion didn't really bother her, since she knew that the worst that could happen with it is starting to cry when cutting it up (not to mention, she had onion flavor in her snack). But fish had guts inside. Gross, disgusting guts that she would rather not have to look at. Or, you know, prepare to see her potato chips in reverse.

"Maybe we look at their eyes.....?" Please let them at least be looking at the outside of the fish. Heather was enjoying her chips too much to see them come back up today.