“IM SORRYYY,” Travis whines, dodging chairs and other objects being thrown while keeping a fast speed.

— Travis ate one of Zane’s prized possessions. A Chocolate Chip Cookie —

”NO YOU-” Zane lunges, pinning Travis to the ground with a loud thud, “Don't.”

“Owww,” Travis whimpers, “can’t you share for once.”

”In. Your. Dreams,” Zane growls.

”Okay, got it,” Travis winces, giving a thumbs up as Zane pushes his elbow deep into his back.

— My God you psycho, it's just a goddamn cookie —