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"This is a very good sandwich, Rook." Ben mumbled through his mouth full of sandwich.
"I'm glad you like it." Laughed Rook, at the puffed cheek-expression Ben was making. "Truthfully, I have no experience with this sorta Earth cuisine, so I was worried about you liking it or not."
"This is your First Try?" Ben swallowed his mouthful and grinned at Rook. "I'm happy to be a part of your first time." Grinning at his dirty little pun.
Rook shook his head affectionately at Ben's poor attempt at a dirty joke. Thou truthfully, he found it refreshing that Ben could be open with his jokes and not be annoyed with Rook when he didn't get them right away. In fact, he loved being able to "Educate" Rook on all forms of Pop-Culture and Earth Humor.
Smiling Ben took another bite out of the sandwich. "What's the made of anyway?"
"My Sushin-Swamp Hopper."
"URK!!" Ben's face scrunched up, remembering the Swamp Hopper's as little purple worm like things. He frantically covered his mouth, dropping the sandwich to the floor, looking around as Rook worriedly approached him.
"EXCUSE ME!!" Ben chocked out, before rushing to the bathroom as nausea swept over him in waves.
Rook just scratched head confused, watching as Ben rushed down the hall, picking up the sandwich and absentmindedly taking a bite out of it.
"I'm glad you like it." Laughed Rook, at the puffed cheek-expression Ben was making. "Truthfully, I have no experience with this sorta Earth cuisine, so I was worried about you liking it or not."
"This is your First Try?" Ben swallowed his mouthful and grinned at Rook. "I'm happy to be a part of your first time." Grinning at his dirty little pun.
Rook shook his head affectionately at Ben's poor attempt at a dirty joke. Thou truthfully, he found it refreshing that Ben could be open with his jokes and not be annoyed with Rook when he didn't get them right away. In fact, he loved being able to "Educate" Rook on all forms of Pop-Culture and Earth Humor.
Smiling Ben took another bite out of the sandwich. "What's the made of anyway?"
"My Sushin-Swamp Hopper."
"URK!!" Ben's face scrunched up, remembering the Swamp Hopper's as little purple worm like things. He frantically covered his mouth, dropping the sandwich to the floor, looking around as Rook worriedly approached him.
"EXCUSE ME!!" Ben chocked out, before rushing to the bathroom as nausea swept over him in waves.
Rook just scratched head confused, watching as Ben rushed down the hall, picking up the sandwich and absentmindedly taking a bite out of it.
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Another little Ben/Rook drabble.
Humor and such. And odd cuisine.
Ben and Rook belong to Man Of Action@
Humor and such. And odd cuisine.
Ben and Rook belong to Man Of Action@
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so cute