"FOODFOODFOODFOODFOOD!!!" Duo screamed as he dashed to the snack tables. He and the others all took their seats, Relena securing her spot beside Heero. They all chatted excitedly as the dishes of peanut butter and crackers were placed on the table.
"Um…excuse me," Quatre started, tugging lightly on Lady Une's sleeve as she passed by. "I brought my own snacks. Is it ok if I eat that instead?" Lady Une, having no qualms about it, nodded and continued serving the dishes to the other kids. Quatre unlocked his lunchbox, revealing small Tupperware containers filled with escargot and caviar. Duo, who was seated beside him, gaped wide-eyed at Quatre's lunch as the meal was completed by a china teacup. Duo lowered his eyes to his peanut-coated crackers, wallowing in hungry self pity.
As soon as Duo had stopped watching him, Quatre pulled a small bottle out of his pocket and dumped the contents into his tea. That should help him last the afternoon.
"Trowa!" Catherine yelled from the far end of the table. "Why aren't you eating? Aren't you hungry?"
Trowa glanced upwards. "I don't have a knife," he said apathetically.
"Oh! I'll pass you a knife, and then you can spread your peanut butter, 'kay?" Grabbing a plastic knife from a box filled with them, she flung the utensil across the table at her brother. He casually reached up to grab it, but the knife flew right past him and punctured the wall behind him.
"Sorry! I'll try again!" Catherine continued to bombard the wall behind Trowa with knives until they created an outline of him. Without flinching, Trowa just pulled a knife out of the wall and stuck it into the blob of peanut butter on his plate.
Duo stared intently at Heero's untouched plate. "Are you gonna eat that?" Heero glared at him, but said nothing. Hopefully, Duo reached out to steal Heero's food, only to have his wrist grabbed and twisted uncomfortably.
"Okay, okay! I get it!" Heero released his grip on Duo's arm and continued watching the food on his plate. Duo scanned over the table, looking for someone else who might be willing to spare some tasty morsels.
From a nearby table, Treize watched the commotion. "Kids these days. They have no idea about the disasters that shall befall them in the future. I must say, I do envy their innocent naiveté." He took a sip from his juice box, enjoying the sweet taste of the disguised wine. He had a few more years before chaos would wreak havoc upon the world. He might as well enjoy them.