Kernel Hunt

Quit whining about useless sparks and find me real food! I marched straight into the kitchen because my ribs are practically clicking together. Right beside the microwave, I spotted a ripped cardboard box. I shoved my claws in and dragged out an unpopped popcorn bag. It smelled buttery, but the plastic was tougher than it looked. I gnawed furiously at the seam until it tore open, sending yellow kernels scattering across the tiles like tiny golden skulls. Hard as rocks right now, but this is actual loot. Now someone better figure out how to blast heat into this bag before I lose my temper.