Half an hour of peeling the orange and screeching when he gets the juice in his eyes, he finally manages to free the edible middle part from it’s leathery prison. He stares at the orange, leveling his eyes with his fruity nemesis. He gets back up, and picks up the now peeled orange. “Now, the taste test, did I waste my bit, or was all this trouble worth it?” He said to nobody, but he looks at the camera for a split second.

Emerald rolls it around in his paws and decides to bite it on the top. He nibbles the orange. “Mmm! I like oranges!” Emerald said gleefully. He takes a bigger bite of the orange. It seems his luck has returned, and I doubt he could screw- whoops. The orange squishes and sprays juice all over his face, but he shields his eyes with his paws. “Screw oranges!” Emerald has dropped the half eaten orange when he went to protect his eyes.

Suddenly, the camerachangeling who wasn’t there before lunges forwards and catches the dang fruit.

“Umm... Emerald? I think you dropped something.” The changeling hoofs the sticky half orange back to its owner.

“ID, you shouldn’t be here, much less record me fail at eating an orange!” Emerald gave pale blue and white changeling a sour look, but she only shrugged, something an equine species shouldn’t be able to do. “Might as well finish my orange.” Emerald mumbled to himself. He bites the rest of the orange out of existence, but then he looks back at the camera. “Well?” He said impatiently. “Aren’t you gonna leave?”

The changeling known as ‘ID’ put a hoof over her mouth and snickered. She gestures at his sticky fur, and holds out a thing of wipes that wasn’t there before. Emerald facepaws and takes a wipe to his sticky green, blue, and white coat. It wasn’t long until he finally got all the sticky out of his fur. He then looked at the other eleven oranges that were left on his table. “Umm... heck.” Emerald did a facepaw and he picked up one of the oranges. Suddenly, he did something unexpected. ID drops the camera as an orange hits her in the face.

Author's Note