The attack of the Jell-O "NO! Don't make me eat it!" the handsome tracker yelled. Buck sat at the bar trying to get him to eat Jell-O, he didn't understand how anyone could go through life and not eat Jell-O.
"C'mon now, eat just a little, then you can go play with Susan." Buck told vin in a fatherly voice, to irritate the crap out of him. "No way. But, I'm going to go see Susan anyways." Vin said defiantly. He tried to walk out of the door, but buck was too fast and took him down with a wave of his right foot. "OOF! Dammit to hell buck! Whatcha do that for?" vin asked angrily. His eyes turned coal black, from their usual bright blues.
"Cause you didn't listen to me. Your gonna eat this freakin' Jell-O if I gotta shove it through your nose!"
Buck was mad, he felt like he was trying to feed his two year old son. That was a chore in itself, but trying to feed a grown man, that shouldn't even be happening. Buck had a bright idea. "Hey, c'mere a second. Have a seat in this here chair."
"OH NO! NOWAY! I aint falling for your tricks again. Nope. You just see if you can feed me that jell-o I bet you can't." Vin said proudly as he trotted to the door. "Your gonna eat it! It aint gonna kill ya!" buck rushed to the tracker and knocked him on the floor. He grabbed the spoon filled with red, strawberry jell-o.
"Mmph....NO! Get off of me!" "EAT IT!"
"NO! Mphmm... NO!" vin was hastily pushing the spoon away from his mouth, but didn't notice the other spoon in buck's hand. It had proceeded to find its way into his mouth. "There, was that so hard?"
vin swallowed. "No, it's pretty good. You gonna eat the rest?" "No, but weren't you gonna go see Susan?" buck asked as he watched vin hurry out the door.
"Yeah, I'm gonna feed her this jell-o, we are gonna eat it together."