Food for Four

In the kitchen of the home of Christopher, said homeowner and Mr. Jonathan are preparing a feast for the other two guys, who are Will and Guy in case you didn't know.

"Perhaps... if I mix these two together... they'll taste delicious!" Christopher said. He had no clue what he was talking about.

"What, watermelon and ketchup?" Mr. Jonathan asked. See, Christopher had no idea what he was talking about. Ketchup and watermelon would be disgusting together.

"Yes, of course."

"That sounds disgusting." Luckily for crazy Christopher, Mr. Jonathan has his head on straight. He understands that the combination of said melon and said condiment would result in immense vomiting from the parties that consumed it. "Let's stick with the fausages."

"Mm, fausages. May we have shrimp and aubergine as well?"

"Why the hell are you asking me? It's your house." Christopher looked alertly around the room. The counters, the table, the fridge, the sink, the lights... they did look familiar.

"So it is... then we shall feast on shrimp, aubergine, and fausages!"

"And if we run out of that, we can eat your house!"

"Oh, that's right. Me, I got a house with a cornflake door."

"And some cheese windows. Why is that, again?"

"I don't know why, that's just the way it goes. So... we could eat my house!"

"Yes, but let's not unless we have to. That way you can still have a house to live in."

"Ah, you are so intelligent, Mr. Jonathan. I'm so glad you're my BFFL."

"Christopher, sometimes you're weird and you say silly things and are a bit campy at times and cry a lot, but I am equally as glad that we are BFFLs."

"Yeah. HUG ME, BROTHER!" Christopher and Mr. Jonathan hugged. It was cute!

3 HOURS LATER

"Hey, weren't we supposed to eat food at some point?" Guy asked Will. They were sitting in the dining room of the home of Christopher, and said homeowner and Mr. Jonathan were still in the kitchen of the home of Christopher, preparing a feast for the other two guys, who are Will and Guy in case you still didn't know.

"Yes, I think so."

"Hmm, perhaps I shall go check up on the... uh... 'chefs'." Guy walked into the kitchen of the home of Christopher, and said homeowner and Mr. Jonathan were still hugging. It was still cute, too! "Aww!"

Guy, deciding he didn't want to ruin their moment, walked back into the dining room, where Will was still sitting.

"So?"

"They were having a BFFL moment, and I didn't want to ruin it."

"What should we do then?"

"McDonald's?"

"All right!" Will jumped up and he and Guy walked out through the cornflake door of the home of Christopher. "But we can't eat too much, remember. Don't want to end up like Sadriani!"

"Oh, right. Poor bloke. Has he lost the weight yet?"

"Who cares? He tried to kill us!"

"Oh, yeah. Never mind then!"

And so they went to McDonald's, leaving Christopher and Mr. Jonathan behind. It's OK, though, cause they were having a BFFL moment. They didn't notice, even after they stopped hugging and finally prepared the feast... two years later.