You, Dynamite, and Mushroom were friends. You guys were a trio, and a lot of people found the wacky shenanigans you would get up to either amusing, or annoying depending on who you ask; though what matters most was that you guys had each other and a good friendship.

Mushroom had a situation going on, so she had to leave early. Aw man… but Dynamite comes back, placing a few bags of chips on the table outside of the school.

"Shkips!" Dynamite says, smiling as he looks at you.

You look at the bags for a moment, before grabbing one and opening it, beginning to snack on the chips. They tasted meh, making you wonder if they had other flavors. Probably not at your school, but in a local store.

Dynamite sits down next to you, beginning to eat some himself. There was another bag, probably for Mushroom. You knew she wouldn't eat them, though. She's picky for a decomposer. Not to mention the expire date was next year.

"Do you know if she'll come back?" Dynamite asks you, leaning in closer towards you with big-cat eyes. He was aware that she must've left for an important reason, and therefore was concerned.

You couldn't help but blow air into his face, considering he was close enough for you to do so.

"EUGH- DUDE!!" Dynamite exclaims, rubbing his face and sticking his tongue out. Jeez, you didn't think your breath was THAT bad. Still made him make a rather silly face, though.