Denny's Meme

[memezillamods]

 It's late. Like, 3 AM late.
You're hungry. You're bored.
But nothing is open.
Except Denny's.


RULES

1. Post to the meme.
2. Find somebody to eat with. Figure out why you'd do this to yourself.
3. What even is "Moons Over My Hammy?" 

Comments

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley shoves a whole quarter of the stack into his mouth and doesn't give more than two chews before swallowing it pretty much whole. There is something to be said about snakes and their eating habits. The second quarter disappears much the same way. Crowley knows he's going to regret doing this, he's already regretting the fact he ate so many pancakes, but orders are orders and there goes his third quarter.

And... ] Done. [ there went the fourth. Nothing left but a small amount of syrup. He finishes off a glass of water, maybe he'll sleep for a week after this night. ]

[neetfreak]

[the sound of Crowley's voice comes as a complete surprise to Jyushimatsu. he only had a few bites left, and he slowly turns his head to stare at the other man. no, that was impossible! inhuman]

...! H-how did you do that?

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ It was definitely inhuman, more like a snake than a human. ]

I opened my mouth and put food in. [ oh yes, he's laughing about it. ]

[neetfreak]

[no waaaaay! this creep is not allowed to laugh! Jyushimatsu finishes the last few bites grimly. damn, he's out 5000 yen]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Oh, but Crowley was definitely going to laugh. The waitresses are in shock. They have now devoured 20 pancakes, each, and the second stack went faster than the first. It was probably a good thing, for Crowley, that Aziraphale was not here. The angel would definitely feel a need to thwart Crowley, and probably win Jyushimatsu's money back. ]

[neetfreak]

[Jyushimatsu sure could use an angel. while they are waiting for the third stack, he takes out his wallet, and the fifty yen, and slides it over to the other man. ughhhh now he's in a bad mood, and there are still so many pancakes to eat!]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley takes the money and folds it neatly into a wallet that seems to completely disappear when he puts it back into his suit. ]

Still going for 100?

[neetfreak]

[GOODBYE MONEY. gambled it awayyyyyy]

I am! I don't have any money left, so I have to win! [his chin is resting on the tabletop as the plates are cleared away]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

Don't be so glum, then. Show me your skills.

[neetfreak]

[his mad eating skills... yes, that's still a thing. Jyushimatsu ponders that for a moment before popping back up. as mad as he is about losing his money to this dude, he... has a bit of respect for him, too. because Crowley ate pancakes really fast. and that was cool.

so, when the next stack of pancakes come, Jyushimatsu has bounced back to his usually cheerful self, chanting his battle cry] Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle! [and then he's digging into the third stack. he eats the fourth, fifth, and sixth stacks with the same fervor]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley eats the next four stacks at a more normal rate of speed. He is filling incredibly full and really sick of pancakes. He's taken to using his powers to vanish them from his stomach. ]

[neetfreak]

[by the time the eighth stack comes out, Jyushi has slowed down considerably. he thought this challenge would be a breeze, but he, too, is getting sick of pancakes, and he's mostly been dumping as much syrup as he can on them so that they'll pack more tightly in his stomach. what is logic?

the ninth stack takes him the longest to eat, but he's so close he can feel it. and he can't let this Crowley guy beat him. bleh, though, he feels like throwing up.

by this point, Jyushimatsu can tell that there's something strange about Crowley. he doesn't know what it is, but he's not normal. no other person has been able to keep up with Jyushi's eating. while he's waiting for the tenth stack, he watches Crowley suspiciously, waiting to see what he'll do next]

If you want Jyushimatsu to see Crowley's eyes, have an npc stumble into Crowley's back

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Angels, even fallen ones, cannot actually get sick, but Crowley may look a little green at the gills. He just knows that Aziraphale is going to rub this in by ordering pancakes at their next lunch date.

Between stacks Crowley's downing a full glass of water, attempting to at least wash down the taste. But it's hard to do when the pancakes are pretty much in your nose. ]

[neetfreak]

[pancakes in the nose, is right. who thought this challenge would be doable?

there is a crowd of people watching them, cheering them on. and some people are a little over enthusiastic. one man even gets up to "coach" them, thumping his hands on their backs.

in a fit of comedic rage, Jyushimatsu stands up and pulls his bat out of nowhere. it cracks down on the coach man and sends him flying out the window] You're too noisy!!! [then he sits back down as though nothing had happened and finishes his water]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ The thumping cause's Crowley's glasses to skew slightly, and he's in the process of adjusting them back when the man is sent sailing. How... Crowley was a demon, a fallen angel, he didn't do things like that.

Now Crowley is the one in shock and thinking there is something abnormal about the other challenger. Did his boss send someone else to ensure Crowley did his job properly? Other than the Tadfield incident, he never gave them any reason to doubt him. But then, it was hell, and they weren't known for their trust exercises. Still, they never sent anyone up as insurance when they set Crowley to a task. ]

You're quite strong.

[neetfreak]

[oh, a compliment! Jyushi is all smiles again as the final stack is being brought out] I practice swinging every day! Ichimatsu-niisan lets me tie him to my bat to add extra weight!

[???!?!]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ oh finally, the final stack, he actually sighs in relief when he sees it.

Niisan, that meant brother in Japanese, if he remembered correctly. ]

You tie your brother is a baseball bat?

[ How did the bat not break? ]

[neetfreak]

[it's a metal bat!]

Yeah! [as though that isn't a big deal.

he gets to eating again, this time slower because he is so damn full. but he has to make it through! for fame, for glory, and probably for a bad stomachache!]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ even metal bats will bend and break with enough weight on them. The force of swinging with a full grown man on it, that's at least close to the breaking point.

Crowley stares for a moment longer before digging in to his final stack. ]

[neetfreak]

[it's probably best not to ask in this case...

with the sound of the crowd cheering behind them, Jyushimatsu cuts through pancake after pancake. twenty minutes pass and he still hasn't finished his stack. he's beginning to wonder if he can. there is a flashback montage scene of Jyushimatsu training for the pancake-eating contest, but that actually never happened, because he decided to try the contest on a whim, right?

who knows]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley pauses in putting a bite into his mouth, fork and pancake held half way to his mouth. Time distortion? Another Antichrist? No, one was enough, and Upstairs and Downstairs are still pretending it didn't happen. So, how did this kid, and compared to Crowley, Jyushimatsu was definitely a kid, how did this kid end up with such abilities?

He puts the bite in his mouth. It just so happens to be the last bite. The plate scrapes the counter as he pushes it away. ]

One hundred pancakes.

[neetfreak]

[no! He can't be outdone! With every fiber of his being, Jyushimatsu growls and stabs the remainder of the stack with his fork. Then he brings it to his mouth, opens it as wide as he can, and shoves the pancakes inside.

Chew. Chew. Cheeeeeeewwwwww.

And then swallow!

And then he slams his fork on the table and yells triumphantly]

YEEEEEAAAAHHHH! [he raises his fists over his head, feeding off the crowd's enthusiasm]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley's eyebrows appear over the top rim of his sunglasses, the only indication of his surprise. ]

Congratulations, are you human?

[neetfreak]

Huh? [what a weird question. he stares at Crowley, paying no attention to the cheering around them] Are you? [YEAH HE KNOWS SOMETHING IS UP WITH YOU BUDDY]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Well, this was going to dissolve into a rather immature argument. ]

I do believe I asked first. It is rude to answer a question with another question.