Dolph smells it before he sees it. Pizza. Honing in on the gooey, cheesy treat like a dog to a bone, he's almost not surprised to see Zack cheerfully leaning over a box, picking up a slice and trying not to drool all over it. "Uh, kid," he says slowly, unable to see a brand on the box or anything else. "Where'd you get the pizza? Catering not good enough for you anymore?"
Zack blinks, slice almost to his lips. "The Rosebuds surprised me with it! Nice of them, huh? Maybe I was wrong about 'em after all, bro."
Dolph freezes. Then slaps the slice of pizza out of Zack's hands. "Are you crazy, kid?! After everything you and Rose have been doing to each other on and off of social media, you're really trusting his crazy cult to give you free food?"
Zack gasps, watching the pizza fall back, upside down, into the box. "Bro! That was the perfect slice of pizza, just the right amount of cheese and sauce, and-" He shuts up abruptly when Dolph grabs him by the arms, almost shaking him.
"Idiot, they could be trying to sabotage your food, or poison you, or any number of things! Why would they just up and give you a pizza? You all hate each other!"
Zack groans. "But I'm so hungry," he mumbles, his eyes wandering once more to the abandoned pizza box.
Dolph tries. He grips Zack's jaw and looks him in the eye, exhaling hard when the smell of the pizza drifts back towards him, tempting him yet again. Extra meat and cheese and... "Dammit, kid," he mumbles, resting his forehead against Zack's and finally letting him go. "Fine, but you're sharing it with me!"
"Whatever you say, bro!" he exclaims, grabbing the not-quite ruined slice and immediately stuffing half of it in his mouth.
Dolph sighs and bites into his own slice, shutting his eyes and savoring it. It tastes normal, but he wouldn't put it past those ridiculous Rosebuds to have done something subtle to it to cause them harm. He glances over at the happiness on Zack's face at enjoying this free pizza, and exhales. Whatever happens, I guess we'll deal with it together then.
