Jerry: *staring at Max lovingly*

Max: *playing with Willow on the ground*

Jamey: *nudges Jerry* What's wrong with you?

Jerry: *looks at him, smiling* Nothing! Why?

Jamey: *deadpans* You have a crazed look in your eye.

Jerry: *preens* You know me so well! *grins happily* If you must know, I've been looking at my Maxi lately-

Jamey: *rolls eyes* When do you not?

Jerry: -and I thought to myself. If I cooked Max. What part of him would be most delicious?

Jamey: What?

Jerry: I could make ham and put him in a sandwich. Or- I could make tacos! You'd think he would taste amazing in tacos? He loves tacos.

Jamey: I'm convinced that you're a cannibal.

Jerry: He wouldn't look good as a chicken. Plus it would have to only be meat! Ooh, Max meatloaf.

Jamey: *rubs his face* Leave my house.

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Amelio: *tracing patterns on Shadow's back*

Shadow: *reading*

Amelio: *starts drawing lines*

Shadow: *yawns*

Amelio: *draws lines across his arms*

Shadow: *glances at him before going back to reading* What are you doing?

Amelio: *smiles softly at him* I'm separating parts of your body in my mind.

Shadow: Ah. Cool. *used to his bullshit* Why are you doing that?

Amelio: *pokes him* So I can eat you later. Find the parts which are the tastiest and save the rest for later. *nuzzles into him*

Shadow: *sighs* You're so weird.

Amelio: *bites at his shoulder* I think this is the best place to start.

Shadow: *bops him on the head with the book* Knock it off.

Amelio: Ow! *pulls off* That's a hard cover!!

Shadow: Stop being weird then!

Amelio: *whines* I can't help it! I get it from my mom!

Shadow: What?!

Amelio: *gasps* Oh. My. God. I just thought of something amazing. Squid ink spaghetti, shadow style. *beams*

Shadow: You wanna turn me into pasta??

Amelio: *grins* I'll savor every bite?