Some things are just bound to happen. People are going to complain, bird are going to fly (most anyway), and fish shall swim. That's that. There is nothing else to it. Just like how someone would get food poisoning from the random space/alien food they had to eat nowadays. There just really wasn't any other alternative to that stuff. They didn't know or understand what they were eating most of the time. And while some of them had an idea (scanning equipment can only break down something so far), random chemicals put together don't give you enough of the picture. Someone was bound to fall ill from this, and it just had to be Lance.
Hunk stared at the person lying on the floor that people were attempting to resuscitate. Nothing was working. Nothing at all. They tried making him cough it out, it didn't work. They tried restarting his heart with electricity. Didn't work. Right now Shiro was attempting CPR, but the outlook didn't look bright.
Hunk sobbed. His best friend was going to die, and it was all because he offered to try the food first.
Oh man, I've had this prompt idea on my list for a long time. I just didn't work on it sooner because I wanted to finish up my brother's prompts first. Alright, we're back to our usual short chapter! I've noticed I've been making the chapters longer. I guess a buildup is nice, but short is sweet too. ^^ (By the way, yay! 10th chapter!)