Chapter 2 - Takin' Care Of Biscuits
Then, Raiden jolted. "C-Cooking show!?" But Snake and Otacon were busy sitting at Otacon's kitchen table, thinking about some show ideas. "What? Raiden, are you still flipping out about that? That was 5 weeks ago!!" Otacon exclaimed. Raiden blushed, smiled sheepishly, and sat back down at the table. "Sorry, it just blows my mind! I mean... a fitness program would've been a lot more interesting." Raiden groaned.
"Yeah, but then we'd appeal to fruits..." Snake grumbled. "What? What'd you say??" Raiden asked. "I said, 'here, have some fruit'." Snake said gruffly, throwing a bowl of fruit at Raiden's head. Raiden caught it, laughed smart-alec-like, then Otacon interrupted them, clearing his throat loudly.
"Cut it out you guys! N-No fighting!" Otacon said nervously, pushing his glasses up his nose, just like the Otacon we know and *cough* love. "I-I came up with an idea for our cooking show." Snake smirked lightly. "Oh, I can't wait to hear this." he snickered. "Hey! At least its an idea, old man!!" Raiden yelled. Snake stood up. "Shut up you little -- " "GUYSS!!!"
Otacon adjusted his glasses again, he was getting very impatient. "S-Stop fighting guys, remember what happened last time?" Snake snuffed and sat back down. Yeah, they remembered what happened last time. When Snake and Raiden had fought before, the whole city thought that World War 3 had started, so prices for things like sandbags and bomb shelters went down drastically... wait, that was a good thing! If it weren't for that, Snake would still be living in his cardboard box!!
"Alright, fine. What's the plan Otacon?" Snake grumbled. Otacon nodded, and read from his sheet of paper.
"Well, uh... I don't have a title for our show yet,
I was thinking of asking Hideo for some ideas, since your ideas are kind of...
Anyways, our show will be a cooking show."
Snake rolled his eyes, while Raiden sat there, totally engulfed in Otacon's plan. "Amazing. A cooking show... great idea Otacon..." he said, almost hypnotic. Snake shook his head. "Don't tell me that's all you have." he said. Otacon sighed. "Well, yeah, that's all I got. I don't see you guys doing any work, so... it makes sense doesn't it?"
Snake stood up, and got his coat (?) on. "Hey! where are you going??" Raiden asked. Snake snuffed. "I don't need to go by a plan to be on a cooking show. I'm going to get Hideo, he'll know what to do."
But just as Snake turned to leave, there was Hideo, standing infront of him...