Johnny/Peanut. Thank you Nae'ka for the reviews. I'll be more thurough when I proof-read. :)
It wasn't that Johnny Vincent was a pig when he ate, it was just he often forgot that there was such a thing as utensils, forks and spoons were a foreign concept to him and so were napkins.. especially napkins. This was probably Larry's second-to-least favorite thing about Johnny. The first, of course, was a slut by the name of Lola Lomardi who took joy in teasing Johnny's heart every chance she got. But, she wasn't around, right now it was Larry, and Johnny sitting in their booth- which was different than Johnny and Lola's booth. Johnny and Larry's booth was in the corner hidden from everyone. Johnny and Lola's booth was in the center so everyone saw how 'sexy' she was and how 'cute' they were together.
You see, Peanut promised Johnny food that morning and by the end of the day he was making a big show of his hunger, holding his stomach and staggering and spinning as if dellisuional. Peanut found this a bit embarassing, because people were staring, but the others laughed and jeered as Johnny made a spectacle of himself. This was rare, of course, because Johnny always took himself so seriously, but sometimes- on good days- he'd let go a little and would joke around like normal guys.
So, right now, after the blush left Peanut's cheeks he was seated across from Johnny in their booth, and Johnny was muching quite happily on a big, western burger- and his face was a sight to behold. Though it was adorable- seeing Johnny Vincent with barbeque sauce smeared across his cheeks and the tip of his nose, it was a little embarassing. Being the patient best friend that he was, Larry sat across from him, a napkin clutched firmly in his fist. Johnny finished the burger in record time and was licking the sauce off his fingers. Larry grimaced- there had been dirt in the same place an hour ago, and Johnny hadn't washed his hands.
"Thanks Peanut" Johnny said looking up just in time to see his best friend lean in with the napkin. He tried to pull back but before he knew it the paper-like material was scrubbing at his cheeks and nose to rid the sauce. Johnny's arms were flailing as he gave a vein, but amusing attempt, to force Larry back.
"There, Boss, all done" he smiled sitting back down
Johnny sighed, "You really are like my mother, Peanut, you should stop that."
"Shut up and eat your fries." Larry laughed, but Johnny did as he was told.
It wasn't that Johnny Vincent was a pig, Larry decided, no, he was just had moments when he acted like a kid, and, Larry also decided, he liked that a lot. So maybe Johnny's messiness wasn't his second-to-least favorite thing.. however, he still hated Lola.