Mischievous Function

Meanwhile, in the practice room...

"Lunchtime, girls!" Aqua called out as she opened the door to the practice room, pushing in a hand truck (not a dolly) with several pizza boxes and other foods in boxes. The B.F.D. High girls all squealed excitedly and immediately broke formation, practically trampling the other girls who were more than willing to let them go first.

Aqua stood the hand truck (not dolly) upright and immediately backed up, slinking with her back along the wall as the ravenous girls started fighting over boxes and somehow distributing them civilly at the same time. "Geez, does B.F.D. High not have lunch as part of its charter or something?" she quietly asked Dot.

Dot shrugged and made a so-so gesture with her hand. "Anny—er, Clock says that the cafeteria food's terrible, so that's probably part of it, too."

"Yeah," Aqua agreed. "Also, I...I don't think Ruby's eaten dinner at all since summer, come to think of it. Apparently, she's always either hanging out with friends or studying."

"Maybe she eats with her friends?"

"No, she said they can never decide where to go."

"Really? Wow."

Eventually, after getting their food, the B.F.D. High girls dispersed far enough away from the hand truck (not dolly) to let the other girls get their share—or what was left of it, anyway. Lightbulb grabbed a pineapple pizza, Test Tube found some ramen, Suitcase snatched the two-pound rib-eye steak, Ice Cube picked up a cold wrap, and Dot and Aqua had to make do with plain cheese pizza.

Suitcase sunk her teeth into her steak and shook her head violently, ripping out about a third of it before chewing it up. "...Hmm. Kinda bland," she noted as she winced away from it. "Aqua, would you happen to have any steak sauce?"

"Yup." Aqua pulled out a new bottle of steak sauce and tossed it to her. "Sauce it up."

She caught the bottle, uncapped it, and found herself drooling in delight as she coated the steak in the sauce. Then, she threw the empty bottle into the nearby trash can and bit into the second third, ripping it out the same way and greedily gnawing on it. "Oh, that's the good stuff," she mumbled between bites.

Test Tube looked on while eating her ramen before her gaze flicked over to Lightbulb and her pineapple pizza sitting around a dozen feet away from her. "I've never had pineapple pizza before," she mused out loud before scooting closer to Lightbulb and gesturing to the box of pizza beside her. "Hey, Lightbulb, can I have a—"

"Touch my food and I will murder you."

"...That time again?"

"Yes."

Pin walked up behind the two of them and crouched down near Lightbulb. "Hey, girls!" she asked as she took another bite of her meat lovers' pizza slice. "What's up?"

"Hi, Pin!"

"Hey."

"Ooh, what's this?" Pin picked up a piece of pineapple pizza from the box and scrunched her face up before taking a bite. Almost immediately, she spat it out in disgust and gave the slice a disgusted stare before tossing it into the trash can. "Ugh. Is this pineapple on pizza? I can see why nobody eats this garbage."

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X wrung the last of the blood from the mop into the bucket before stowing it and waving goodbye to the girls. Four gave them a tired sigh and massaged his temple briefly before following X out of the room, while Pin walked in and immediately stood as far away from Lightbulb as possible.

In the corner, Microphone crossed her arms and planted her face in her palm, her expression growing visibly angrier as she let out a low, seething growl. Suitcase noticed her irritation and walked over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Mic?" she asked softly. "Are you okay—"