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Chapter 18.5~ Honey Buddha Chips

"You've been eating well, right?" I asked as I turned to look at him.

"Yup!" he said. I arched my brow. I walked up to him and stared into his eyes.

"You have?" I asked, "What have you been eating?"

"Uhh... Honey Buddha Chips, PHD. Pepper..."

"And?"

"And..... Nothing...."

"Really?!" I asked. I sighed. "I'm surprised you're not sick. By now. Did you have dinner?"

"Y-"

"Honey Buddha Chips and PHD pepper do not count as dinner." His shoulders drooped down.

"No." I turned back around.

"I'll go make...." I Looked up. "Why the hell is there a stop light in here?!"

"I thought it'd look cool!" I sighed.

"I should be used to this by now." I sighed as I walked to the kitchen, Luciel trailing behind me.

I opened the refrigerator. The whole thing was filled with PHD pepper and nothing else.

"Really?" I asked.

"heh... Whoops." he shrugged. I opened the freezer. I took out the ice cube tray.

"Why are there yellow things in the ice?"

"Those? Heh... Those are Honey Budda Chips." I gave him a 'you're kidding me' face. I put them back in the freezer. "I swear I've seen things that I never thought I would see while with you."

After searching I finally found  something. Frozen chicken. I took it out.

"This will have to do." I thought. I walked over to the cabinets and took out two bowls and a plastic bag. I took out some all-purpose flower and a measuring cup. I measured out two cups of it and dumped it into a bowl. I then walked back to the refrigerator and looked around. Lucky for me there was some milk in there at the back. I opened it and smelled it. It smelled okay. I poured it into a glass and turned around and looked at Luciel, who was just sitting at the table with his phone. I walked over to him.

"Drink." I said as I put the glass infront of him.

"Hmm?" He asked as he put the phone face down on the table.

"Drink the milk." I said as I turned around and walked back to the counter.

"Why?" he asked as I poured it into a measuring cup.

"I need to know if it's okay."  I poured the cup of milk into the second bowl.

"So I have to drink it?"

"It's your fault. You should have gone shopping." he sighed.

"How does drinking this tell ou if it's bad or not, can't you tell by the smell?"