p class="p1"Lucas and Ben fenced with their knives in the mess hall. Lucas bent his wrist, announcing, as his knife touched Ben's uniform sleeve, "I got you!"span class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1""I'll get you for that!" Ben retorted and touched Lucas on the back of the hand with his knife. They both laughed. They continued their sword fighting until Tim came up behind them, and got poked with a knife. The sword fighters looked at each other. Tim stared at the knife for a moment too long, then took out his own knife and stabbed Ben with it. Lucas breathed a sigh of relief, and the knives clicked against each other for another several minutes until Katie came in. "Boys," she said with a warning tone in her voice. All of them put their knives down. They were having fake steak. Ben poked at his with his class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1""What's wrong Ben?" Lucas class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1""It's fake," he class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1""That way it's not a cow," Lucas said, cutting into class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1""Cows are tasty," Ben replied, cutting into his, too, and then stabbing it with a fork. Lucas made a face. "Have you ever even had real ice cream?" he class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1""The soy stuff is tasty," Lucas class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1""Not the way real ice cream was, though," Ben said class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1""I'll take your word for it," Lucas told class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p