Sharp and Thor exited the elevator and headed toward the sound of hustle and bustle that has already grown in the mess hall.
'I wonder how many airmen are going to choke on their toast when they see an Asgard eating at the table next to them.' He smiled at the mental images of people spitting up their meals at the sight of the little gray man. 'Some of these guys act like they've never seen an alien before!'
As they entered the mess the aroma of pancakes, bacon and, 'ugh,', coffee, surrounded them. Sharp opted for the hash-browns with a side of bacon and french toast, along with a chocolate milk, whilst Thor seemed content with his little cubes.
"So, commander, fancy any bacon?" He asked, as they had sat down at a four person table, expecting to leave a space for the general.
"I would prefer not to Colonel, my vitamins provide me with the precisely optimum amount of substances."
"Precisely?"
"Yes."
"Well, how do you know?"
"I know what exercise I have preformed, and what substances have been consumed, therefore I know the amount I require."
"I-" It seemed as though any option would make him appear dumb, so he stuck to silence. 'Wow, my stomach only tells me two things; hungry and thirsty. Talk about intelligence! Even their stomachs are smart!'
'I wonder how many airmen are going to choke on their toast when they see an Asgard eating at the table next to them.' He smiled at the mental images of people spitting up their meals at the sight of the little gray man. 'Some of these guys act like they've never seen an alien before!'
As they entered the mess the aroma of pancakes, bacon and, 'ugh,', coffee, surrounded them. Sharp opted for the hash-browns with a side of bacon and french toast, along with a chocolate milk, whilst Thor seemed content with his little cubes.
"So, commander, fancy any bacon?" He asked, as they had sat down at a four person table, expecting to leave a space for the general.
"I would prefer not to Colonel, my vitamins provide me with the precisely optimum amount of substances."
"Precisely?"
"Yes."
"Well, how do you know?"
"I know what exercise I have preformed, and what substances have been consumed, therefore I know the amount I require."
"I-" It seemed as though any option would make him appear dumb, so he stuck to silence. 'Wow, my stomach only tells me two things; hungry and thirsty. Talk about intelligence! Even their stomachs are smart!'
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