Grocery Sorting Can be Hazardous

Shadowcobra was going through the groceries he had gone and bought with Pluto. He swore, the next time, he was never going to go shop with Pluto ever again. It just wasn't healthy for him. That, and the fact that Pluto sang 'Who Let the Dog's Out?' to and back from the grocery store.

That and the fact he was barking in sync to the song.

"I swear," Shadowcobra sighed, "He acts more like a dog each time I see him." He began going through the groceries. He began separating the goods into two groups: fridge and cabinet. Since the fridge had been cleaned since he and Pluto arrived, there were no longer any strange life forms lurking around.

In a Tower housing teenaged super heroes, what would you expect?

"20 cans of tuna, 20 cans of corned beef, 10 pork chops, 10 beef steaks, bacon, 4 dozen eggs, dog biscuits," he did a double take at the last item, "Dog biscuits?"

"I think Pluto wanted those," Draco walked into the kitchen. He grabbed a can of tuna. In his other hand was a can opener.

Shadowcobra raised an eyebrow, "Do I want to know?"

"He says they're chewy. Plus they make his hair shine," Draco ate the tuna straight out of the can, "That's goon tuna," he licked his lips.

"And you wanted the tuna? Why aren't I surprised?" Shadowcobra continued to sort out the groceries. "Mustard (Most probably for Starfire) carrots, lettuce, tomatoes, broccoli, apples, oranges, peppers, peanut butter, jelly, marmalade, creamed cheese," he took out a bag of candy, "Gummy worms?"

"Those would be Terra's," Draco answered, "She told me she had to eat worms to survive. The gummy worms remind her of them. Also, they're pretty chewy." He opened his second can of tuna. "Yum! Chili flavored!"

"Right…" Shadowcobra rolled his eyes while he sighed. "10 bags of potato chips, 5 bags of microwavable popcorn, herbal tea for Raven and me, 5 loaves of bread, honey, chocolate sauce," he paused, "Cat food?"

"I have cat DNA! Sue me!" Draco licked his can of tuna clean.

"I'm better off not knowing." Shadowcobra continued, "Beast Boy's tofu, 20 cans of soda. 5 bottles of orange juice, 5 bottles of soy milk, 5 bottles of (real) milk and 5 bags of cheddar cheese slices." Shadowcobra sighed, "We have enough for 3 weeks, of three days, knowing everyone here."

"Yea! Hey, this tuna is beef flavored! Nice!" Draco was eating his 5th can of tuna.

"And tuna for only the next hour if you continue at it," Shadowcobra shook his head. He pulled out a box he had missed before. "Who wanted the box of 120 condoms?" he asked as he inspected it.

"Those would be mine!" Pluto answered as he walked into the kitchen. He opened up his bag of dog biscuits and began munching on them. "Chewy!"

"Why would you want 120 condoms?" Shadowcobra asked.

"Why wouldn't I want 120 condoms?" Pluto responded, grinning.

Shadowcobra grimaced, "Can you be anymore disgusting?"

Pluto added, "I was gonna share em with the rest of the guys."

Shadowcobra hung his head and groaned, "I shouldn't have asked."

"Hey! Pluto, want some tuna?" Draco offered.

"Nah! I think I'll stick to my dog biscuits. Thanks anyway," Pluto replied.

"Okay!" Draco turned to Shadowcobra. "Shadow? Are you okay?"

Shadowcobra was banging his head on the counter, "Why (bam!) Me (bam!) God? (bam!) Am I (bam!) The only (bam!) Sane (bam!) Person (bam!) Here?"

Pluto led Draco away, "Let's leave him alone."

"Can I take the tuna?" Draco asked.

"Yeah, bring the tuna!"

"I'm cursed!" Shadowcobra cried.

"On second thought, grab everything!"