He was resistant at first and sat there, just sort of staring and unsure what to do, the fork in his hand as he eyed up the egg. It looks fun in theory but then he had to eat it. It wasn't spaghetti o's or beans or chicken nuggets so it was already on his no-fly food list but he wanted to try it so badly so Holden didn't get mad and get rid of him. He wanted to stay in the Postman Pat village. He didn't want to go back to the Smith family and their scratchy cat and mean kids.
He used the fork awkwardly and then tried to copy Holden, timidly licking his fork and then looking at the bread. He ripped some pieces off the bread and nibbled on that, poking the egg occasionally and trying his best. It was just a lot and it was all fresh and new. He wasn't used to fresh cooked food.
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He used the fork awkwardly and then tried to copy Holden, timidly licking his fork and then looking at the bread. He ripped some pieces off the bread and nibbled on that, poking the egg occasionally and trying his best. It was just a lot and it was all fresh and new. He wasn't used to fresh cooked food.