It was a Saturday afternoon, and the Windian Trio was this time accompanied by the rest of the WINGS group. The eight windians had headed up to the beach a few miles north of Windia, and there they were picnicking and playing volleyball. After a couple of hours of the game, the WINGS group had finally worked up enough hunger and by noon they were all sitting around on the sand, munching on food. The entire group had brought in something to share with everyone. Lucy and Brandon had brought some home-baked cookies (really it was Lucy who made them, Brandon just kinda stirred the batter and set the timer for the oven), Candice had brought a bunch of fruit, some of which she was currently trying to feed to Jason. The red-haired windian had accepted a few grapes from her, but after that he was too distracted by Chad and David to notice the blonde much. Janet had brough assorted sandwiches that she and her mom had made, and was currently munching on one herself. Justin had brought the drinks, and Jason, Chad, and David had all pitched in together and supplied to group with cups, napkins and paper plates. When asked about if they were going to bring any food to supply to the picnick, Chad mearly stated that he could make the plates edible if they wanted. The group stopped bugging them after that.

However, Jason and Chad had brought some food to the beach with them. It just happened to not be for the picnick. Or for themselves for that matter. Chad nodded to Jason as he jingled a sack of zenny.

"You ready?"

"You keep jingling that cash while you can, man, because soon it will be mine." Jason grinned as he held up a brown paper sack and shook it. "I'm telling you, he won't even touch this stuff with a ten-foot pole..."

"We'll see about that." David sighed as his stomach growled. "I'm hungry... can we just get started?"

"What do you three think you're doing now?" Janet shot the trio a suspicious glance. Chad just grinned innocently back at her.

"Just playing one of our favorite lunch time games..."

Brandon groaned. "Not here, you're not. The rest of us would like to stomach our meals."

"Oh, pha." Chad shrugged. "We'll just move behind a sand dune or something. Come you guys," Chad grabbed up his own brown sack, similar to the one Jason was holding. "Let's get this thing started." The trio headed over to their own little spot before sitting down again.

Justin shook his head. "I've known David for a while, but I'm still amazed at how he can put up with some of that junk."

"We don't call him 'Iron Stomach' for nothing." Janet muttered as she took another bite of her sandwich.


The game in question was simply titled, "Will He Eat It?" It was a game that the Windian Trio often played about once a month, because that was usually how long it took for David to fully recover before he could handle another setting of the game. The rules of the game were simple. Chad and Jason had to supply items of 'edible substance' that they thought that David either would or would not eat, and then bet each other about the outcome. It was basic enough, Chad would supply food that he figured David would eat, and then bet to support that theory, and Jason would try to find things that David would never consider consuming, and then bet to support his theory. David was the guy who got to eat whatever he wanted to eat during the game. In the end, whoever had made the most zenny off of their bets then had to treat David to something really really special in order to make it up to the windian for the stomach ache that he would be experiencing for the next couple days. Yes, there was definantly a reason why this game was only played once a month.

There where also guidelines to the 'edible substances' that were allowed in the game. First of all, it couldn't be anything too simple. For example, Chad was not allowed to bring in a banana and bet Jason 20 zenny that David would eat it. After all, there has to be some sort of adventure to the game or it just wouldn't be fun.

Another rule, the 'edible substance' was not allowed to be 'recognizably living/moving/or spawning.' Jason could not bring in a giant bug, still scurrying about, and then bet Chad 20 zenny that David wouldn't eat it. There had to be some limits to what was allowed, because even through all the fun, the Windian Trio didn't want to put their starring member in too many situations where what he consumed might really screw with his system.

And finally, the third rule of 'Will He Eat It,' the substance in question had to, at one point in time of it's recent existance, it had to have actually been food. This ruled out things like animals, rocks, various utensils and utilities, and in some cases, LunchLady Kester's meatballs.

"Alright man," Jason glanced through his paper sack before turning to David. "You know how it goes. Chad and I back and forth until you can't take it anymore. So, who do you want to start?"

David rubbed his stomach. "Can we have Chad start? Please? I'm really hungry, and I think my chances are better with him right now."

Chad chuckled as he reached into his paper sack and pulled out what looked to be a sandwich wrapped up in plastic wrap. "Item one: Tuna Fish surprise and peanut butter sandwich, made by my dad three days ago for my school lunch. The sandwich managed to get wedged down at the bottom of my backpack, and I just found it yesterday evening when I was taking out my history book." Chad plopped the sandwich out on a plate infront of David before turning to Jason. "Your bet?"

Jason stuffed his hands in his pocket and stared at the wrapped sandwich for a moment, thinking. "Tuna fish surprise and peanut butter? Damn... how old did you say it was? Three days? Shit, man... no fair! You're bringing in some hard stuff! This just barely slips by the rules..."

Chad grinned. "It had a history text sitting on it for two days straight. I think I dropped by backpack in a large mud puddle a few days ago..."

"Yea, you're right." Jason nodded. "Alright, five zenny says he won't."

Chad jingled his sack of zenny around a bit before chuckling. "However, it has been wrapped up in that plastic wrap, so seven zenny says he will." Jason just groaned. David snatched up the sandwich, unwrapped it, and considered it for a moment. He sniffed it carefully, wrinkling his nose at the smell.

"Ummm..."

"Come on, man! Open it up and see what it looks like inside! You know you want to!" Jason began trying to persuade David not to take a bite. "Think about it... three days.. tuna fish surprise... do you really wan't to risk it?"

"It was wrapped up, dude!" Chad was grinning as he began to throw in his side of the battle. "Don't listen to Jason, come on, you know you're hungry! Do you really think I'd try and poison you? Dude, David.. honestly..." Chad flashed his friend a genuine look. "You can trust me..."

Jason just stared at Chad for a moment and the three busted up laughing. "That's a good one..."

"Yea, yea I know." Chad grinned. "I try..."

"Well, aside from the smell," David sighed. "I am hungry..." The windian finally took a large bite from the sandwich, chewed, and swallowed. Jason let out a loud groan as he pulled out seven zenny and tossed the coins over to Chad.

"Alright man, but I'm getting my cash back! You'll see!" Jason reached into his sack and pulled out a jar of... something... "Item Two..." Jason stared at it for a moment. "It's green, found it in the back of the freezer this morning. Stats: I don't know how long it's been in there, and there doesn't seem to be any recognizable things inside of here. I'd pop open the lid of the jar to get a better look at it, but I'm afraid of what I'd be unleashing out on the world." Jason set the jar down infront of David and turned to Chad. "You're bet?"

"Man.. and you said I was bringing in hard stuff?" Chad stroaked his goattee carefully. "Huh... well... let's see... it came from your house, so chances are that 50% of that stuff is really just whipped cream anyway... knowing the stuff you've got in your 'fridge, I'm sure it could just be some sort of whacked out bread spread anyway. Five zenny says he eats some."

Jason grinned wickedly before turning to David. "I'm sorry man. Spare yourself this time... you don't have to go through with this... ten zenny." Jason turned back to Chad and nodded. "Ten zenny says he won't."

Chad chewed his lower lip as he stared at the jar and then turned to David. "Come on, man! Live out the adventure! It's been sealed in a jar, it can't be that bad!"

"I think I saw it wink at me when I took it out from behind the milk." Jason chuckled. "David... all I can say is... remember what happened three days after we last played this?"

"Ugh..." David just poked at the jar a little. "I atleast feel obligated to open this..."

Jason tsked. "I don't think any of us are wearing the proper anti-bacterial suits for that. If you're going to open the jar," Jason motioned over his shoulder with a jab from his thumb, "I'm standing over there. I'll be back when the green fog clears."

Chad groaned loudly as David immediatly pulled away from the jar. He then fished out ten zenny and tossed the cash over to Jason who had a smug grin on his face. "Enjoy this while you can... item three.." Chad reached into his paper sack and pulled out yet another peice of 'food.'

And so, the game continued until the WINGS finally decided to get back to their volleyball games. In the end, David ended up chowing down on much of the real food that the other WINGS members had brought. Chad was sulking about a smirking Jason who was now ten zenny richer then he had been earlier that day. It had been a very close game this time around, as it usually was.

"That is the last time," Chad pointed an accusing finger at Jason, "you are allowed to actually condition school cafeteria food just for this game."

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" Jason was laughing as Chad grinned at him.

"Right, sure, like it's every day you actually keep extra cafeteria food around just to let it age for our monthly settings."

"Dude, I swear.." Jason held up his hands in defense, still grinning. "I honestly forgot that stuff was in my backpack..."

David groaned and bit into another one of Janet's sandwiches. "I should have been suspicious when it looked like blue jello and you called it spaghetti..."

"If you guys are done wasting time," Janet shouted over to the trio impatiently, "we do have a game we need to play!"