The ritual of food fighting

Hayden's P.O.V

The atrocity named Dara, does that sound like a girls name to anyone else, I am sure it is. It just proves he, is more stupid than the others see. Now back to where I was, the atrocity. Well the Shrimp pixie tried to walk out of the house, but unfortunately she noticed that the atrocity was still attached to her waist. So after putting it back inside and going out, we had to look after it. Of course, no one could find the paranoid quiet idiot and the vindictive one and the asylum escapee were busy yelling at each other, so I had to look after it. You would think that a grown man would be able to live in a house with out breaking something every five minutes, but the atrocity cannot.
So now it is five hours later, five, I mean where could the shrimp pixie have gone for that amount of time? Surely, she would not just wander the streets for that long. The only reason I actually care about her whereabouts is so that I can go get some sleep and the atrocity will leave me alone.
Currently though the atrocity is asleep and I am being used as a pillow. My arm is starting to go numb, I will have to get my revenge on them all later.
"I'm up!" OK whoever just slammed that door is going to die. A nice long slow death, with lots of pain.
"Yay! Ora's back!" With that the atrocity has ran off to get the pixie shrimp. I can finally get some sleep.
"Dara, go get some plates!" Why did she tell him to get plates? Doesn't she realize that the fool will break every single piece of china in the house. How can she trust the atrocity! Even the atrocity's appearance is horrible, his colours clash. The shrimp pixie as much as I hate to say it , and believe me I really hate to say it, she is sort of, well she's, kind of, ok she's pretty. There I thought it.
"Hayden, Rai, Nokomis, dinner!" So that was what the plates were for. The noise from the Asylum escapee and the vindictive one is coming this way, so I had better get to the table quickly.
What exactly are the four flat boxes on the table for? The smell is suspiciously like food. The Vindictive one is glaring at the asylum escapee, seems as though they have had an argument. The atrocity and Connor otherwise known as the paranoid quiet one, are now sitting on the opposite side of table. Why Connor needs to be here is beyond my reasoning. Of course, the problem with Connor is that he can read thoughts. Thus forth I suppose I shall have to call him by his real name. Vampires are a-amiable. He can't catch me out.
"Are you going eat that? Cause if you're not, I will!" The shrimp pixie demands. How dare she threaten to take my food away? Does she know whom she is talking to?
"Leave my food alone." Great now she's glaring at me, with those pretty ice blue eyes. They twinkle when she's happy, like she's got little stars in them. I love her eyes, she always wears the right colours to- no I must not think of the pixie shrimp. Back to the food.
How dare they use what people use for houses to top their food! I should be polite and try and eat it. After all this is there custom, no matter how absolutely disgusting it looks. Here it goes.
This thing tastes foul! It has meat on it! Meat, why would they eat meat! I would understand why the vampire would, he's a vampire, but the rest of them, how could that commit such a crime!
I can't get it out, I can't breathe! It hurts!
"Hayden?" Why did she just hit me across the back? I can breathe again.
"Thanks." Anora just saved my life, I'm in her debt. Now I'm in her debt. That does not wo-
"Dara why the hell did you just do that?" Anora yelled, why does she have meat stuck on her face? "You idiot!" She smiles, before proceeding to throw the strange white dip at him. Ha. She missed, the Asylum escapee is covered in it!
"Stop laughing at me!" I'm going to get him! I do not want the disgusting food on my clothes! It better not stain! Looks like the vindictive one wants to get revenge on him!
That is it I'm am going to kill the atrocity! With cola! Now where is he!

Fighting with food is possibly the most amusing thing I have done in several years. Of course it would never be allowed in my home, perhaps they should run an activity or party. They would obviously have to provide everyone with special suits so they would not get their clothes stained. I would go though and I am sure many other people would.

"Dara why did you throw the pizza at me?" Anora looks slightly mad, after all the entire room is covered with food. Some of which is looking like it is about to fall from the ceiling.

"It's not a ritual?" Ritual, how could the atrocity be so stupid, why would people waste food? "'cause he threw food at me!" Doesn't he know it's rude to point, especially at me? And I did not throw food at him.

"I was choking, thank you very much!"

"Oh…are you alright?"

"Well isn't that ten minutes late!"

"Hayden lay off him, it's not his fault…he didn't know." Well isn't that great, she favours him. It was his fault , just because he cries to easily. Why doesn't she like me better than him? It's an injustice!
"Whatever."

"Hayden, you go get changed and you should probably at least wash your hair." Why is she giggling at me, what's wrong with my hair?

"Dara, you're helping me clean this mess up!" Ha, he has to clean. See point proven, he is a girl.

Misconception number two: People from other dimensions will be normal.