It started out with little things.
(Just a pickle missing. The bread magically appearing back in the pantry after I'd just gotten it out. The mayo being empty when I first broke the seal.)
But then it got bigger.
(The cheese, melted into a mushy block when I pulled it out. The entire bread loaf, riddled with bullet holes. The letters P-B-M in a tomato like a death mark. Ketchup splattered on floor and walls like a murder scene.)
And bigger.
(Entire items missing. Sausages coated in ketchup hanging from the ceiling like dead bodies. Knives embedded into the metal pickle jar tops. The breadbox welded shut.)
Until I found out who it was.
(It was Fitz.)
And why.
(Revenge.)
It was violent meeting.
(Fitz opened the hatch on plane and stood at the edge. With his sandwich.)
With a violent ending.
(He tossed the sandwich into the open air.)
It ended with an evil laugh and a moral.
(Fitz's laugh and a statement on avenging his sandwich.)
I don't think I'll ever sleep again.
(His last words to me before he left were, "Beware the Tabasco, Ward.")
I don't even know what that means.
A/N: Okay, I had to do this. I LOVED the part where Ward chucked the sandwich and Fitz was all "What. The. HELL?!" I'm sorry. I died. It was amazing.