A/N; SOOOO...The other day at lunch, me and oreoprincess0401 were talking about poptarts. She likes the fruit and i like the ice cream kind. So she gave me the idea for a fic about poptarts! So here we go!
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Disclaimer: Don't own n2n or poptarts!
Lunch came much too quick for Natalie. She sighed as she went to join Henry at their usual table in the back. She saw that he was already eating, an obvious sign that he hadn't had breakfast that morning. She rolled her eyes at him and sat down.
"Relax. You're eating like you've been starving for ten years..." She told him getting his attention away from food. "Oh, that's right. You're a junk food junkie."
He nodded and further elaborated. "It's a real disease." She just stared at him blankly. "I'm dead serious!"
"Uh-huh...and my dead brother's alive and pigs can fly too."
"A lot of shit's going down when pigs learn to fly." He said, still stuffing his mouth.
"How much can you eat?" she asked, disgusted by his intake of mostly junk food.
"I'm a man." He flexed his...'manly' muscles for effect.
"You're seventeen."
"So?" She rolled her eyes at him, done with this conversation. She quietly began to eat her own lunch. He felt sort of dumb, so, thinking this would help, he quietly muttered, "Poptart?"
"What?" She asked him, staring at him like he was insane.
"Do you want a poptart?"
Oddly enough...she actually considered his offer. "Depends...what kind is it?"
He looked at the wrapper quickly. "Cherry."
"Eeew..." She screwed her face up in disgust. "I only like the ice cream flavors..."
"OMIGOD ICE CREAM!" He cheered, getting VERY excited.
"Not real ice cream."
"Oh..." He sort of sighed and shrugged. "I like the fruit ones..."
She clearly put emphasis on her thesis. "It's so gross...it's like not even real fruit..."
"The wrapper says it's real!"
"So?"
He sort of paused for a moment before realizing, "OMIGOD! EVERYTHING I KNOW IS A LIE!"
"Well, not everything..."
"MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN A FANTASY!"
She had no other choice but to slap him across the face. "GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!"
"Yes ma'am..."
She quickly grabbed his poptart and threw it into the garbage.
"No more poptarts, ok?"
A/N: Aaaw...poor Henry...
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