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Survive Your Own Cooking - 3rd period - (9/10)

In class today there were two piles of ingrediants ready to be used. A choice if you will.

Good and evil. Healthy and unhealthy. Black and white. Model and normal pretty girl.

...He was running out of comparisons.

"Good morning wee ones!" Deadpool said, looking out at the class. "Today we begin our very first dish! And since, I guess I'm supposed to 'teach you good eating habits'--seriously, who do they think I am? Weight Watchers? Ha!--you'll split into groups of two and get to choose which salad you want to make."

He pointed to a rather large pile of ~~moddable~~ candy. "Unhealthy?" And then swung his hand over toward the pile of ~~also moddable~~ vegetables. "Or healthy? The choice is yours to make. Choose wisely!"

Deadpool snapped and pointed at the class. "Get to work! And so help me, I'll assign you to teams next week if you don't do this well."

No word on what 'well' meant, but... best to just go with it.

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Cal nodded slightly. "Don't want to overdo it and make it too fruity," he agreed. "You need a good base, though. Like salad has lettuce. Only there aren't really many, um...lettuce like candies..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly at the pile before reaching out and grabbing some thin licorice shoe laces. He them up with a questioning glance at Ned. "Noodles?" he suggested. "It could be a pasta salad..."

"Those would work," he agreed. "Different types could almost be like the different lettuces. They're strong enough to hold up the rest of the candy, definitely."

Cal started to picture it, reaching for a plate first, and then a Snickers bar. He started to unwrap it for a better look. "Oh, man," he said. "I can picture that, definitely. A good base of Snickers, Mars Bars, and Kit Kats. My stomach is crying out in mercy just thinking about it, and that's only the start!"

"It's making my teeth ache," Ned said, reaching for a bag of M&M's. "These could be like the croutons!"

"Nice!" Cal said, his grin getting a little wider. Nothing like a confection of the world's worse-for-you salad to chase away the maudlin thoughts of your deformed anatomy. "And we'll need something for olives. I can't have a salad without olives. Can't."

His eyes scanned the collection of candy.

"Ooh!"

He reached for a box of Whoppers, holding them up with a questioning look of triumph toward Ned.

"Ooooh," Ned agreed, nodding. "I haven't had Whoppers in awhile. They're chocolate and they won't rip your teeth out like Milk Duds try to do. Should we add white chocolate to make it look pretty or just leave that out?"

Cal considered this carefully. The M&Ms did add a nice splash of color to their confection, but, at the same time, something white could symbolize cheese.

"Ooh!" Inspiration struck. "Coconut! It's still sweet, but it mixes it up from the chocolate just enough, you know?"

"Good call," Ned said, nodding at the suggestion. "It'll be a chocolate salad but not overwhelming on chocolate. They'll be able to taste the other sweets. Think Reeses Cups would be good substitutes for tomatoes?"

"Slice them in half so they still retain a sort of...tomato wedge shape?" Cal proposed, with maintained excitement.

"I can do that," Ned said, reaching for a nearby knife. "Could almost do this with Oreos too even though they're not a candy. Though, crushing the tops of an Oreo would make something comparable to bacon bits."

Cal considered this. "There's got to be Oreos around here somewhere, right?" Especially since he came to the conclusion that this needed to happen.

"I'll check through the cupboards. Maybe we'll get lucky."

"I'd be surprised if there wasn't," Ned said, starting to slowly cut the Reeses to keep them tomato shaped. They were a lot easier to slice than actual tomatoes. "This is the best salad I've ever created."

"Without a doubt!" Cal agreed with a faint smirk as one cupboard clattered shut, proving futile, and he moved to another one. "Although I doubt I could finish a whole one. Not unless I wanted to spend the rest of the night in pain."

"I think five bites might be my limit," Ned said, finishing up with the Reeses Cups. "After that, my teeth would start to ache and I'd be seeing stars. Skipping class due to a sugar coma sounds fun to say but I think it'd be painful."

"Even worse," Cal said, "death by chocolate salad! That just makes it embarras--"

He cut himself off with an "Ah-ha!" that heralded the fact that his search was victorious. He extracted the package of Oreos from the winning cabinet. "Gentlemen," he said, "we have our bacon bits."

Ned clapped his hands as quietly as he could, applauding both Cal and the Oreos. "Would've been just said there were no Oreos. They give crunchiness and flavor. And that wonderful insecurity of wondering if you've got them stuck in your teeth."

Cal grinned at that, already starting to crush a few of them. "It's perfect, really. This salad? Is probably the most perfect salad ever. Amazing, delicious, and one hundred percent bad for both your diet and your self-esteem."

"People can have the healthy name but eat something terribly unhealthy," Ned agreed, dropping a pieces of chocolate into the bowl for a nice base. "Now, it's easy for them to tell their friend, they're getting a salad. Friend is impressed with their healthy dedication and is none the wiser."

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