"... I'll at least help you do this... Even if it IS a dumb idea."
Jumping up and down with glee, Ami turns around and grabs Yumi into a tight hug, only letting her go when she noticed her start to gag. "Ooooh, I knew you'd see it my way! With me as gorgeous plus-sized poster girl and you as musical prodigy, we're going to take that fatty down more then a couple pegs!"
Getting back her breath, Yumi started to lead Ami out the door and back into their kitchen. "Yeah yeah, it's easy enough to say you're gonna beat Julie at her own game, but... Eh..." As her best friend motions around their kitchen, Ami's glee started to fade a bit, as she realizes with each empty cabinet and piles of month old dishes that they haven't had any decent food stockpiled between the three of them for ages, let alone enough to fatten up Ami. Noticing her pink-haired friend starting to sniffle at her plans seemingly getting dashed before they'd even started, Yumi wrapped an arm around her and comforted her.
"Nawwww, don't worry about this! I'll think of SOMETHING long-term eventually... But for the moment, I wanna see how much of a glutton you have in you!" Wiping a few tears away, Ami still remained cautious. "Until you think of something 'long-term'? So what do you have up your sleeve at the moment?" Crossing her arms looking smug with herself, Yumi chortled. "Weeeelll, seeing as I'm normally the slob of the house I think I'll have the know-how to see if you really have it in you! Fat girl in a skinny girl's body and all that. All I need is for you to get a bit of that pocket change we made yesterday off Kaz and to skip lunch; you're gonna have a very, very, very filling meal tonight!"
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Hesitantly sitting down in what were pretty old baggy clothes she normally used as PJ's, Ami looked around at the obscure restaurants surroundings. Barely any other patrons in sight, or workers for that matter, dirt and other filth splattered all over the walls and obnoxious fumes coming out of the kitchen. It would've never been her choice, yet she was remaining hopeful that Yumi knew what she was getting her into. At the very least, she seemed confident as she put her boots up on the table next to her and picked at her teeth, the only words she uttered to a lone waiter when taking their order was "All of it." As he walked away, Yumi started to prep her new student.
"I know this place seems kinda... Dodgy, but trust me, if you can get through an All-You-Can-Eat buffet suspiciously priced at $5 on the side of the freeway like this one, you can plow that mouth of yours through anything." Noticing Ami taking a few sniffs and then reclining, Yumi continued. "Eh, ignore the smell.... And taste for that matter! Wonder how come gladly eat stuff like that moldy old cereal? That stupid gag reflex of yours is only there to rob you of more precious food. If you feel like you're gonna hurl, just swallow, and sure enough in a few weeks your tongue's gonna salivate at anything remotely edible!"
Ami still looked nervous, the few glimpses she could make out through the swinging kitchen doors doing little to convince her that she'd be eating anything remotely pleasant at this run-down restaurant. When the first few dishes came out, that anxiety turned into flat-out terror, the piles of dark slimy muck quivering and shaking, some hairy while others seemingly melting suggested anything but fine dining. "Y-y-y-y-umi, that one's MOVING!" Seemingly undeterred, Yumi raised a fork and quickly stabbed the meal in question with a sickly squelch. "And now it's not! C'mon, if I were in your shoes I'd of been demanding seconds from these losers by now!" Ami reluctantly picked up a knife and fork, teeth clenched as she slowly cut up a small slab of... Whatever that particular green crusty blob was. Carrying it closer to her tongue, her hand started to shake, the two girls now waiting with baited breath if Ami was capable of becoming an eating machine to save their careers.
Losing patience, Yumi impulsively clamps Ami's mouth down shut on the fork, stroking her throat to force her to swallow. "Sorry Ami, but sometimes you've just got to start running before you walk!" As Ami gulped and gagged, gaining her breath as she tries to work out what she felt about the mystery meal...
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