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Lunch is being served. As every day. Standing behind the counter, complete with hair net and apron is the Medic, giving his best just stay away from me expression. But that's just show. He indeed just waits for any willing victim to show up so he can observe the reactions to the vanilla pudding. Which is more than just pudding, indeed.

Also: That tomato sauce he's got for the noodles? It may look harmless at first glance, yes. Do you dare try it?

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Whatever it is, Sniper is sure that he'll be the one cleaning it off the floor when some unlucky victim's stomach decides it's best to not be in their body.

Sniper, dressed in a blue jumpsuit, is wheeling a garbage can past Medic's lunch counter.

"So what're you servin' today?"

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"Should you not know better by now zhan to ask, Herr Sniper?" Medic replied with a smirk while leaning on the counter idly, then picked up a bowl with chocolate pudding, offering it to the BLU "You are, of course, as alvays invited to try out yourself." he snickered lightly to himself "I changed the dosage from last veek."

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Sniper grimaced and pushed the bowl away.

"I'm not your guinea pig. Go feed that t' Pyro."

He brought his own lunch: coffee and cigarettes.

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Medic just shrugged, not used to any other sort of reaction and yet also not tired of attempting the same over and over again "You can hardly blame me for trying, can you?"

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"I think I can. Since I'm th' one that's gonna be cleanin' up th' mess this makes."

He glanced out at the cafeteria and the students there.

"You think they'd get wise t' what you're doin'."

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"If zhey ever do, I might haff to kill zhem." Medic laughed while putting the bowl back to where he had taken it from.

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"Not a hundred percent on this Doc, but I think they'd fire you fer that." He grimaced and continued watching the students, just waiting for something awful to happen that he was going to have to clean.

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Medic just shrugged "Zhey haff not done so yet, haff zhey?" and he followed the Sniper's look over towards the students with mild interest on his part "Vell. Apparently none of zhem vants to explode today as vell. Vhat a shame."

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"That's job security fer me an' you, mate. No one wants t' do what we do." He parked his garbage can and leaned against a nearby wall, pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.

"I'm glad no ones explodin'. I'm still scraping bits of th' last one off th' ceiling." Ignoring all the No Smoking signs posted around campus Sniper lit up and took a long drag.

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He didn't mind the smoking. He did it himself, just not as regularly. Or vhile he was watching his little lab rats eat. He might miss something entertaining.

"I am still trying to find out vhat combination exactly zhat one had eaten." the RED said, chuckling lightly. He really didn't care for Sniper having to clean up the entire mess. That was the BLUs job after all.

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"Whatever it was it turned his insides into sticky mush. Shoulda gotten Pyro t' burn it off th' ceiling instead of tryin' t' clean it up."

He resented Medic for making his job harder than it had to be. But there wasn't a lot he could do about it since he wasn't about to tell the students to not eat the food. If they were stupid enough to keep eating it with all the fatalities that happened around the place, that was their own fault.

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A nod "I analyzed zhe samples. Zhe results vere faszinating, indeed. Only makes you vonder vhy it vas just zhat one."

Medic wouldn't have minded more students to show the same effect. The data from just one vistim didn't really halp him too much after all.

"Any suggestions for vhat I could feed zham tomorrow?"

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Well, considering that Pyro is a nonstop eating food machine with a bottomless pit of a stomach... you'll get to see her every single day.

On the first day, after she finishes up her few pounds of fatty delicious treats from home (WITH A SIDE OF BACON), she will go and see what is in the cafeteria. Staring at the lunch lady-man, she tilted her head.

"I'll take it all."

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And Medic tilted his head back at her, raising a single brow "You are avare zhat eating all of zhis vill negate zhe effect?" ~~Besides. Love potions only get mixed into the fruit salad on Monday mornings, so don't keep your hopes up.~~ "Besides. Ist it your goal to not fit zhrough zhe double doors by zhe end of zhis year?" he rolls his eyes, yet already has Pyro's very own XXL-plate right over there, ready to be filled. As every day.

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Why did it always come down to her weight. So she had a big butt, big thighs, a bit of a pudge, man arms and ironically no breasts.

Was 185 pounds really THAT fat? She may eat a lot but she burned off plenty that it seemed her weight didn't go up anymore then it had since moving to the states.

"Shut-up, I fit through the doors just fine. Mou, just give me the food!"

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It wouldn't come down to her weight if she would eat like a normal person.

Shaking his head, he still hands her her plate filled with the demanded food "Try not to choke on it, ja?"

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Pouting, she took her plate and stuck her nose up at him.

"It's never happened before. No need to worry."

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"Vhat if I vorry anyvay?" he asked, perking a single brow, unbothered by her reaction.

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"I'm not someone you should worry about. Forget it." Looking away from him, she sighed.

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Medic simply rolled his eyes at that. It's times like this that he wants to throw an apple at the back of this woman's head. Or a pumpkin, really.

"I zhink zhat dezision ist still for me to make." he pointed "Und if you dare to feel sorry for yourself again, next monzh vill be purely vegetarian!"

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No one should dare threaten Pyro's food intake. Staring at Medic now, Pyro took a step back as her eyes expanded.

"E...eh!? I'd die if I didn't eat bacon everyday. You know there's no way I could live life eating vegetarian meals!"

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"You never seemed to mind before." Medic replied with a shrug. He wasn't going to mention that there was apparently not a single piece of meat on her current plate. And that piece that looked like meat was actually a different kind of omelette.

"But if you do not turn down your bacon consumtion, you may end up as a piece of bacon yourself one day."

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"If I took away something you loved, would you be happy?" Food was one of the few comforts in her life, she wouldn't let Medic take away any part of that.

"I will not. There's no reason to be so mean."

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