After I had finished eating everything on my plate, besides the orange mush, I pulled out my phone to check to see what was going on back in Zootopia.
"Put that away darling" Judy's mother called out to me. She had an all-knowing-motherly look on her face. "I'm sorry Ma'am" I said, trying to avoid sounding sarcastic. I couldn't afford to have Judy's family dislike me.
Judy, having heard the exchange between her mother and I, turned to me. "I'm sorry about that. My mom is a bit picky."
"And speaking of picky, look at who hasn't eaten my mother's famous carrotkraut" she said giving me a spoon and a stern look. "Carrots, it doesn't look appetizing" I replied, smirking. She looked at me for a moment and slowly a grin spread across her face. "Hand over the spoon" she said. I stopped smirking immediately.
"Carrots, what are you thinking?" I asked, genuinely concerned. She didn't reply. She simply scooped a small helping of carrotkraut and lifted it towards my mouth. "Open up, buttercup" she said, holding the spoon level with my lips.
I clamped my mouth shut. And shook my head. She gave me a sly look and poked my nose. "Open up" she commanded jovially. I shook my head. This vicious cycle kept repeating for about a minute until one of Judy's adult brothers shouted, "Oh go get hitched already!"
My jaw dropped and I felt my face burn.
Then Judy stuffed my mouth with carrotkraut.
It was pungent.
And so was the look on Judy's red face.