Disclaimer: Nope, their not mine, but I love them all anyway!
I've debated putting this up again and again. XD (In the end, I decided to go ahead and submit it, sort of as an apology for not getting hardly anything written on my other fic... Don't kill me!) My first one-shot. And it was so close to being a deleted scene for "Getting Rath Back". This scene is based back when Rath was still with Kharl, and Garfakcy's been added for fun. ^_~
"Curse of the Demon Food"
Garfakcy woke up that morning with a horrible cold. And Rath, all too eager for something to do and having a slight fascination with the pretty multicolored boxes in the kitchen, decided to make breakfast for everyone, but...
Later, at breakfast:
"Gee, Rath. It tastes…" Kharl swallowed forcefully and attempted to keep his eyes from watering, "…good."
Garfakcy choked. He attempted to sneak it to Sinistora under the table, but was given away by the sound of the demon-dog being violently sick.
Kharl decided he'd better relieve Rath of the responsibility of making lunch before the entire castle ended up with indigestion, and spent long hours staring at the multicolored boxes in the kitchen dubiously…
Later, at lunch:
Garfakcy poked his "steak" apprehensively. "Why is it staring at me?"
Kharl sighed. "I just don't understand what went wrong. It's based on the same fundamental principle as alchemy… AGH! RATH! GET THAT THING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!"
Whack! Garfakcy's plate came down on Rath's head. "That's called cannibalism!" But at that point they were all interrupted by Kharl's "salad" making a halfhearted attempt to hop off his plate and Rath's sword cleaving the table in two in an attempt to "slay" the food…
Garfakcy wasn't sick very long…
Epilogue:
From that moment on, Sinistora ran in terror whenever she was handed something under the table. And later that night they still hadn't found Rath's potato salad…
Humor... I can't believe I just tried to write humor... >_< *runs from the rotten fruit*