Robin was nearly on the verge of insanity.
He had 1 hour to decide. Strawberry jelly or grape jelly. The Shepherds watched with bated breath.
"I... I don't think I'm ready for such a trial yet... It's too much for me to handle.", said Robin in a low voice.
"Just believe in yourself! You must become one with the sandwich!", yelled out Chrom.
"That skill is too advanced for me!"
"Just close your eyes and reach out towards the spoon. Let your heart be the force that guides it."
"I see...", Robin whispered. He slowly closed his eyes and focused his attention upon the silver spoon that laid in front of him. "I won't let you sit there any longer, for you have done nothing but mock my indecision! I will make my choice.", he uttered as he grasped the spoon in a savage manner and trusted it up into the air.
The everyone in the room was dead silent.
"I am in control of my destiny, not you, for you are nothing but a spoon!", roared the tactician as he threw the spoon towards the two jars of jelly sitting in the corner.
The crowd gasped.
"No way...", whispered Chrom.
"What's going on!? I can't see a thing!", said a random voice in the crowd.
"He finally did it...", said another random voice.
Robin opened his eyes. Slowly. And what was he greeted with?
2 broken jars leaking jelly on a piece of bread covered in peanut butter.
The Shepherds screamed.
"What is this abomination!?", cried the tactician as he fell on his rear, backing away in fear as the sandwich began to move.
"Was the experiment a success?", said an unknown speaker.
"Who said that?", said another random voice in the crowd.
"I did.", groaned the sandwich as it quickly stood up on its tiny little bread feet.
Everyone ran out of the room screaming, except for Robin. He was too stunned to move.
"What are you?", he whispered.
The sandwich's reply was disturbing. "You."