IC: Lubbent stopped dead in his tracks. Scream. This guy was not going to fall for his tricks either, not that he needed one. Scream wasn't about to bother Lubbent from having a bit of fun with this bad tasting food. "Weeeell... I was, till you showed up. Wanna share?" Said Lubbent in his friendliest voice. He was hoping for a yes. Then he'd remember not to mess with Lubbent. 'Maybe I'll blame tha 'riot' if he says yes. Tha warden will jus' get Ziglet in trouble fer that...' Thought Lubbent, hoping to make at least one pinch in the prison's side. 'This'll be fun... Even if he says no.'
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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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