OoC: He cracked it with one hand and there were no shell pieces in the bowl.
That makes him an expert.
BiC: Carol looked at the brownie. "I'm not eating it," she said, sounding like a child.
"You're tied up and I have a sword, crossbow, knife and God knows what else you have in here. You're eating the brownie," Hoch replied as he searched for a fork.
Carol looked at him. Hoch found a fork and looked up. Carol was just staring blankly at him. She looked like a doll. Just sitting there glass eyed staring at nothing.
She won't stay like that for long. I need to give her the brownie fast. Hoch used the side of the fork to cut the brownie into four roughly equal pieces. He stabbed the fork into a brownie piece and approached Carol.
Carol closed her mouth and let out an, "Um, um." sound that told Hoch he wasn't going to feed her easily. Hoch approached her and her lips turned white because she had her lips so tight. All in the same moment he punched her in the forehead, she gasped in surprise, he stuck the fork in her mouth, and still surprised she swallowed the brownie.
"Ha!" Hoch said in triumph.
Carol smiled and said, "There's still more brownie and you're not gonna do that easily next time."
Hoch muttered something about Carol being a smart ass and put another piece of brownie on the end of the fork. Once again he punched Carol in the forehead. There was almost no reaction. He continued to punch her but there was no reaction except Carol getting angrier.
"Thtop that!" she said, her voice muffled by her closed lips.
"I don't think I will. Not unless you eat this brownie of course," Hoch replied.
"No," Carol said, sounding angry, well, as angry as you can sound when it's hard to tell what you're saying.
Hoch decided to use a different tactic. He slapped her across the face and she let out a gasp. He quickly stuck the fork in her mouth. It must have hit some part of her mouth or throat because the chef's eyes began to water up. He quickly slid the fork out, brownie-free, and closed her mouth tight. She looked at the assassin and gave him a you-know-I-won't-swallow-this look. Hoch quickly hit her in the throat and she immediately swallowed.
"So much for that plan," he said with a smug grin.
"There's still brownie left. You're not gonna feed it to me easily."
You'd think the brownie would have taken effect by now. But no, she's still crazy as ever. Does this even work? What if that Domerii works for her and she called it when I tied her up. This could make Carol even crazier or even stronger. I'm just gonna have to feed her the brownie and hope for the best.
"Have you given up?" Carol asked.
Hoch put a piece of brownie on the fork and threw his sword at Carol's foot. She let out a blood curling scream. Hoch threw the brownie in her mouth and she swallowed on instinct.
"Not a chance." he said.
"Can you take your sword out of my foot? Pleeeeeeeease?" she asked.
"Hmmm..." Hoch pondered. "No. I'll leave it in there. I'll take it out when you eat the brownie."
Hoch tried every way he could think of to get Carol to eat the brownie. He started off with the previous ways that had been successful. Those only gave him an angry grunt each. He then tried jiggling his sword around while it was in her foot.
"Nah gonna work," was her muffled response to that.
Hoch set the fork on the counter and sat down across from Carol.
"Why are you doing this? Do you like being crazy?" he asked.
The response was given after a few seconds of pondering. "I don't exactly like it. It does give me some entertainment, though."
"Entertainment?"
She giggled. "My mind will supply me with interesting things without me thinking of them. Some are quite fun." She giggled again.
She's more crazy now than ever. Well "Night is it's darkest before the morning.
" or something of that sort. So Carol's her craziest before all the brownie is given? He resisted the urge to snicker.
God, now she has me going nuts.
"Something bothering you?" she asked, making Hoch lose his train of thought.
"Huh?"
"You seemed to be thinking again."
"I was," he said flatly. Quickly Hoch picked up the fork and threw at Carol's open mouth.
Carol had managed to wiggle her arm out of the tight ropes and caught the fork. "That was surprising," she said while looking at her arm.
Damn. She's fast. A side-effect of the brownie maybe?
"There you go thinking again. Why don't you talk?" she said now looking at the fork and stroking the engravings.
"Uh... Can I have the fork?"
"No."
"Can I
please have the fork?"
"Sure."
Hoch slowly approached Carol and timidly took the fork. Carol didn't seem to react. He decided the same tactic might work again.
"Will you please eat this brownie?"
She giggled but it sounded forced and eerie. "You're tricky, aren't you? I'll have to watch out." She giggled the same forced one again.
She's crazy. There's no way I'm gonna get her to eat this brow-- "Hey! Stop that!"
Carol had been wiggling her other arm free.
"No," she said and took her other arm out.
Hoch got up and pointed the fork at her and said, "Eat this brownie now and it'll be easier for both of us. At this rate I'm gonna have to have the rest of the brownies," then he took a quick glance at the brownies.
"Ha ha ha ha. Then would I have to feed you the brownies? That would be fun. Fun indeed," she said quickly. She also smiled big, showing all her teeth in doing so.
That would be an interesting thing to see... Hold on a second! That's it! She's still crazy. I need to talk to her how she understands: Like I'm crazy. The problem now is how to do it...
"Stop thinking!" Carol shouted.
Hoch looked at her in surprise and she regained her composure. "Wanna have the brownie now?" he said more to break the tension than to try.
"You keep on asking that. The persistence is starting to annoy me," she said then promptly began trying to undo the ropes.
"Wait!" he said and approached her. He raised the fork and said, "Here comes the choo-choo."
"Wow. I choo-choo in my mouth. Wait a second. My mouth isn't for trains!"
"It's uh... That's not a mouth! It's a tunnel. And your tummy is the station."
"Oh," she said and quickly ate the brownie. Her hands went limp, her eyes closed, and her head tilted forward.
Hoch stepped away.
Carol opened her eyes and tried to stand up. "Wh-- Why am I tied up? Where am I?" Her voice was less shrill now.
"It's a long story," Hoch said as he grinned and sat down happily.