After the grueling activity in the mudpatch (all thanks to Alice) the new recruits were summoned to the mess hall for diner but none of them were satisfied with their food.
“Ugh! This thing stinks.”
“I’ll say.”
“This reminds me of my brother when he tried to make soup.”
“What is this stuff?”
“It looks like beans.”
“This ain’t beans.”
“Yeah. It’s turd.”
“And to think we have to eat this.”
Then the smell of roasted meat filled the air as one of the officers was seen marching away with a cooler full of food. The recruits looked outside the window and saw the officer salute to Sergeant Darth and hand the cooler to him.
“Mmm! This tastes good!”
They turned to Alice who had a clean plate. “I haven’t eaten like this in ages. I wish they gave us seconds.”
This made them cringe. How was she able to eat all that and ask for seconds?
One recruit dropped his spoon in annoyance and folded his arms. “Then why don’t you ask the nice man behind the counter to give you seconds?”
To his surprise, she stood up with her plate in hand and strode up to the counter. Holding it up to the officer behind the counter she batted her eyes at him.
“Please sir, can I have some more.”
The officer stared at her for a full blown minute. “What?”
“Can I have some more sir?” she asks.
“No! You are going to get the same as everyone else now get back to your table or I’ll job ya!”
She did so and sat down dejected. “Gee. I was just asking.”
They all stared at her. Was she insane or hungry?
Her stomach growls gave them the answer.
“Can you eat mine?” one asked pushing his plate to her.
She took his plate and devoured the contents.
“Here take mine too.” Another said.
“Here.”
“Hope you have room for one more.”
Within minutes their plates were clean but she was still hungry.
“Wow! Good stuffing.”
All the recruits were thinking the same thing. She was insane.
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