Choosing a Mecha

"Uh huh." I replied with a wide smile while continuing to munch on my prize with great relish.

… …

Munch. Munch. Munch.

… …

Munch. Munch. Swallow.

"HAHA! Well done! Truly worthy of being my little brother!! That's exactly what I expect you to do in life! Go after whatever you want, full speed, full power, full strength, no apologies!! Well done! Well done!! HAHAHA!!" Bruce Pang roared with laughter.

By his side, Jeanette Wen, who had NEVER heard her husband praise any student in the thirty years he had been the Principal of National Mecha Pilot Academy, almost puked blood when she heard him shout "Well done!" not once, not twice, but three bloody times! AND for stealing a roast pork from him!!

"I need to sit down." She muttered and promptly sat down at her seat.

Discovering that she wasn't feeling any better after sitting down, Jeanette Wen frowned deeply.

"I need a drink." She muttered again and poured herself a cup of tea.