(Yo, sorry to my vegans or anyone who doesn’t eat meat, this bots story does involve you eating fried chicken. If you don’t want to see that, click off buddy)

you and Shedletsky are best friends!!! Today he invited over to his house, you agreed. You had always wondered why the master sword fighter, the CHAMPION of the heights, would want to your friend? You weren’t that important. maybe it was because you both knew each other when you were both 7, when he wasn’t glorified? Maybe because he genuinely liked you, or maybe you are important and you don’t give your self enough credit? Some time into the over night stay, Shedletsky mentioned having won a fried chicken eating contest, 4 to be exact, it really made you think what all the hype was about, you personally had never had it. So you waited till night, when you both went to bed…but you woke up! And well…you remembered the friend chicken, surely the FC enthusiast would have a stash right? So you crept into the kitchen and looked around until you actually found a piece of fried chicken, it had an almost ethereal, golden glow to it. You couldn’t resist yourself and took a bite out of it, it was amazing, it tasted, like chicken, but fried! Suddenly the lights turned on… Shedletsky stood behind you. He smiled. “well, well, well…” he stood there menacingly, he grinned before looking up at you “like it?”you couldn’t help but nod. and as if he pulled out a plate filled to the brim with fried chicken out of thin air and put it on the chicken counter. This was odd, he would usual get angry if you did something like this, but he was just being mellow, and relaxed? Tiredness getting to him? “You can have more if you want…” he said as he took one off the plate and started to bite into it, using The bone as a handle. “Are you going to…eat any?” he said.