37. Breakfast Woes

So Ah-mo and Ah-moe winced in pain as they sat at the end of the long table, as far away from the rest as they could. They were quite sure that these "creatures" were insane.

Staring at the glob of pale baige-ish blob of "food", both of them squirmed in disgust. It was a far cry from all the good food they eat on Pluto. There, Plutonians grew various huge fruit-like vegetables which were all tasty, filling and energy efficient. One best thing about food there was it could be completely digested - no wastage in terms of human wastes. Imagine in Earth's terms, that you have an entire farm of vegetables, each of which can grow up to half a metre high, and half a metre wide all round, yet contains the freshness and sweetness of fruits, like mangosteens. Food there was simply marvelous and plentiful.

So now, they really couldn't bear to eat such "rubbish".

But seeing everyone else busy stuffing the food down their throats, Ah-mo thought that it may just taste edible. He stared at his metal trays before him -- and caught sight of something beside that glob of "food". There was a purple, plastic thing with a curved end by the side of the tray.

"这个硬硬er! 我先吃er!" Ah-mo mumbled as he swallowed the purple spoon.

"Jed. 不好吃的..."

In the meanwhile, Ah-moe looked at the gooey, slimy blob of food - the "food" that all the other inmates were stuffing down their throats with a strained look on their faces - and he decided to give it a pass.

While Ah-mo was busy eating the spoon (with his head tilted high), Ah-moe quietly poured all his contents into Ah-mo's plate. Pretending to have gulped down the food, he said to Ah-mo,"Eh! Ah-mo.. 这个很难吃er! 我吃完了er!", trying hard to suppress his gloating over his success in making Ah-mo consume his portion for him.

"Harh! 不管你er! 一定是骗我的!" and he slurped it all down.

"好吃mah! 很好吃er!" Ah-mo declared, just to spite Ah-moe.

But the mind-boggling thing was that by his strong belief that Ah-moe was tricking him, Ah-mo had somehow wired himself to believe that the food was really good. Thus beginning Ah-mo's rather wierd liking for, let's say, unusual food.

In the meantime, Ah-moe was fuming mad at himself... He had just let Ah-mo take advantage of him, on his own will... He hated to think he was being outsmarted by Ah-mo.