Realizing that there's simply no way you'll be able to smuggle this smorgasbord of food into the house, let alone find a good place to hide it, you decide that it's best to just be open about it. Both Meg and yourself have long grown accustomed to Lauren's healthy rants so you figure that the two of you will be able to handle whatever venom she decides to throw your way. You are the master of the house, after all. If you want it to be filled to the brim with snacks, then so it shall!
Still, with that said, you empathize with your bustier sister somewhat. It wasn't your own health that you were really worried about though; it was Megan's. From a young age, Megan's always been a sort of glutton. No matter the meal, no matter the food, the young girl always seemed to be the first to empty her plate. The ride home is no different. Out of the corner of your eye, you watch as Megan shoves her greedy hand into the "family-sized" bag, pulling out fistfuls of the salty chips. She wastes no time in shoving the snacks into her waiting maw, devouring them so quickly that you are unsure if she had even chewed the damn things before swallowing.
You arrive home not long after that, the wheels of the car shrieking to a halt as the two of you pull into the driveway. As if on perfect cue, Megan gulps down the last chips at the same moment, carelessly tossing the silver aluminum bag into the seat behind her. Shocked at the speed in which she devoured the things, you are even more suprised as you see her hands reach back for an unopened box of cookies.
"Wait, what are you doing? You just ate a whole bag of chips!" you yell.
"Aww, come on Justin, can't I just have one cookie? I promise, just one!"
She leans forward, giving you those puppy-dog eyes. It disgusts you, but again, that desire to get big bro cred is too much.
"Fine, but just one, okay? And you have to help me move all this stuff into the house"
"Agreed. Thanks Justin!" she chimes as her hands rip the thin plastic cover of the cookie container. As promised, she gracefully pulls one cookie from the package and drops it in her mouth. Without a single chew, you watch as a thick lump makes its way from the top of her throat, disappearing at the upper point of her chest. You cock your head at the odd sight, unsure of how the girl's able to swallow it so efficiently.
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Thanks to your and Megan's teamwork, it takes only a few minutes to empty the car of its delicious splendor. Nearly every inch of counter space and table top in the room is covered by some sort of junk-food, a testament to how overboard you and her had went. Though you are starting to regret the decision, it is quite obvious that Megan is not, her green eyes beaming as she walks the length of the kitchen, examining your horrifying haul. You consider returning some of it, and were even going to voice your concern to Megan, but your plan is interrupted when Lauren walks into the room.
"What the HELL did you guys do!?" she screams, examining the scene with a vastly different demeanor than Megan had. "None of this garbage was on the list!"
"Well, me and Justin decided to get a few extra things."
"A few? Are you kidding? You got more junk food than actual food here! What's wrong with you idiots?"
"Shut the hell up, health nut," Megan shoots back, "we got your crappy food too, so stop freaking."
"Whatever, no-cups, just remember, I'm making dinner tonight, so don't eat too much"
"Who said I'll eat that crap?" Megan says, "Not all of us are embarrassed of our pot belly, fatty."
A nerve struck, Lauren's face turns beet red in anger. You instinctively step back, knowing from experience that Lauren can do vicious things when pissed. What does the angry girl do?
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