IC:Jerr woke up and spent a long time trying to get up because he had forgotten to remove his metallic pants. In the end he managed it though. There was alot of tossing and turning but he got out. Then the first thing he felt was how hungry he was. After all he hadn't had any lunch other than a single scrab leg. And Jerr hated scrab legs. The very thought of that kind of undignified food made him siver. 'I'm so going to complain to the boss about the food quality. Or was it quanity?' He thought. Too hungry to notice anyone else in the room he walked a little faster than normally to the cafeteria. Seeing that the two glukkons were still there he was about to walk over there but apperently they were discussing something. And Jerr knew better than to interupt his boss. No he would leave a message on his office door. Jerr thought that was a good idea. So he began to walk again but in another direction. Once he was by the door he hung a small peice of parchment with the title of complaint. Writing down his idea's on what the food should be like. Finished he walked back into the cafeteria and tried stomaching another scrab leg. It wasn't pleasent but it left him less hungry. 'Well I'm still hungry...' he thought and wondered if he could risk another one. Deciding he could, he grabbed one more and gulped it down, followed by 2 glasses of water.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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