For any of my Inklings (fellow writers) who know exactly what I'm talking about when it comes to having a good snack nearby while writing.

Also, yes, I can spell (most of the time...and probably contrary to popular belief ;D) But I thought this was funnier if it was spoken as it would sound XD Enjoy!


Munch munch munch crunch crunch munch munch...

Gritting his teeth, Viper growled softly to himself, glaring at his computer without seeing it. Would the infernal noise ever stop?

Munch crunch crunch munch crunch munch munch...

A pause. Viper allowed himself to relax.

Rustle rustle crinkle crinkle...Munch munch munch crunch crunch munch munch...

''AAAHHHH, Dick, would you stop it?!''

Dick paused mid crunch, staring at him with wide, blank eyes.

''Whart?'' he asked, forgetting for just a moment to close his mouth even though one cheek was crammed full and puffed out his face, words distorted by the food in his mouth.

Viper rolled his eyes.

Mason, this is the last time I'm babysitting him for you when I'm here alone.

''Would you please stop eating so loud?''

Looking offended, Dick glanced down at something under the table then back at him.

''I wha chew-ing wih ma mouw cosed,'' he retorted.

''Not good enough,'' Viper growled, turning back to the screen.

Mason, why'd you ditch me like this?

''O ome on! Is is the ing of survial oods! Urvival roalty!''

He swallowed, continuing, ''And besides, it's trail mix. How do you eat trail mix quietly?''

''Just find a way.''

Rolling his eyes, Dick grabbed his snack and the book he had been reading before exiting the room in favor of an empty one.

Sighing in relief, Viper continued typing.

All hail trail mix, he snorted. Sure.

When was the last time he'd had it?

He glanced over at the break room refreshments bar, noting that that was were Dick must have grabbed his snack. It couldn't have been that tempting for him to have grabbed, especially with how often he probably had to eat it while on his journeys. Still, Dick was...his own person (to say the least) and Viper wasn't about to even try to understand him; especially when it came to something like taste buds.

But then again...it had been a while and he might have forgotten what it tastes like...He glanced back over at the snack bar...Well, it was there for a reason...

Barely a moment later, he sat back down at the computer; Then opened the bag...

Munch munch munch, crunch, munch munch...


Even though this was really short and had absolutely no plot what-so-ever, thank you for reading! :D Hope it was at least amusing. :)

Just saying, trail mix is amazing, and I love me some good fruit and nut trail mix on any camping/hiking trip. XD Especially the one I'm eating right now (update: I had been eating trail mix when I first started writing this a few days ago. However, that was a few days ago and it had not managed to survive that long)

Thanks to those who reviewed the last chapter! :D KarajeJinsta, Revee, STARWARZMYLIFE, and Cuthalion97! thanks guys! :D