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Character Memory 2: Food Tales: Cheese

Whether it's Philyshy or Yumi, cheese seems to be their nemesis that drives them crazy. What did chees ever do to them?

(Colossus bridge background) Navigator: Philyshy, what are you looking for? Philyshy: I remember there being a master console here? Navigator: Did you come to the bridge for it? Philyshy: Yes! Does the master console know where things are stored? But I don't know how to turn it on... It looks like a piano, why don't I play it? Navigator: Wait, Philyshy! Philyshy: Meow, don't be so loud! Why are you so surprised? You play it like this all the time! Navigator: Sorry, but that's not how you use the master console... Here, let me do it. But, really, what are you looking for? Philyshy: Dried fish, is there any dried fish? The ones that are tiny and not especially tough when you chew on them... Navigator: Dried fish? let me think... There should be some, I remember Umbraton brought some over a few days ago... Philyshy: Where are they? Philyshy just happens to be hungry. Navigator: (Just happens to be...? I don't think so. I don't think you are hungry, you are just insatiable...) I think they are in a storage box in the warehouse. There are probably some left... Philyshy: Oh, I see, then I'll be off now! Navigator: She's in such a hurry. Must really be insatiable... Wait, is she going to finish them all... (Vice in the background) Navigator: I remember Vice saying that those dried fish are important as a source of nutrition... (Colossus bridge background) Navigator: I need to go check on her... (Colossus warehouse(??) background) Navigator: Hmm... The storage box is open. Where's Philyshy? There are still some dried fish in the fridge... Why do I hear soft snoring? Where... Ah, behind the storage box, it's... Philyshy: Purr...Purr... So much dried fish... I can't stuff down anymore... Navigator: Philyshy... SHe is even dreaming about dried fish... the drool... Watching her sleeping gluttonously is making me hungry... I remember there's a cheese pudding in the fridge. I think Ms. Blanc""" made it, why don't I... It's perfectly chilled... looks like there's a lot of cheese, but... there's no spoon... Spoon... Ah! Philyshy? Yumi: Dried fish! Navigator: (Something's wrong with her...) Yumi: What a strange smell! Navigator: Did I wake you? I'm sorry! Philyshy, I didn't mean to... But you fell asleep in the warehouse... with dried fish in your mouth, so... Yumi: What are they? Navigator: This? You mean the fridge? Yumi: What's that thing inside the fridge? Navigator: Pudding... Yumi: Pudding... the smell makes me shudder,,, What is it made of? Navigator: It's... it's cheese... Yumi: Cheese! Navigator: Ahhh! Don't litter with your dried fish, Philyshy! Yumi: Cheese! Navigator: Miss, Miss Philyshy, stop jumping around! Yumi: Cheese! Navigator: Intel Chief! Intel Chief! Please calm down, don't grab my hair! Yumi: Cheese!!!!! Navigator: My Intel Chief! My Intel Chief! Don't lift the fridge! That's public property! And so are the things in it... Yumi: Cheese! You dare spill it on me! Navigator: Intel Chief? Yumi: It's dirty now and I'll never get the smell out! Darn it! Navigator: Philyshy... Yumi: You're wrong, it's not Philyshy it's Yumi! Navigator: The pudding was spilled, but there are also carrots, beer, candy, and milk... Yumi: Pudding! What about cheese... Navigator: No cheese left... it's all on the floor... Yumi: On the floor?! Ahhhhhhh!!! Navigator: Don't just jump all of a sudden and don't leap onto the beam, Intel Chief! That ceiling lamp can't take that much weight! Yumi: Wipe it! Wipe that darn cheese off! Navigator: Right away... Yumi: I think the smell is gone... Navigator: Then, can you come down now, Intel Chief? Don't sit on the fridge... It can't support... Yumi: I think there's still cheese here... Navigator: I've already cleaned it all up... Ah, Intel Chief, don't bounce on the fridge— Actually, just sit on the fridge and stay there... Yumi: Hey, don't put that thing there anymore! Got it? Navigator: Got... got it. Yumi: Both Philyshy and I hate it... Navigator: I don't think it's merely hate... Yumi: Yes, it's fear... Navigator: Fear... What? Why? Chee... Ah no... that stuff doesn't poison you when you eat it, and it has no peculiar smell... Yumi: Too much... too much... Navigator: Too much? Yumi: Philyshy and I stumbled upon a ruin once where a lot of Eclipsites gathered... Navigator: Hm... I think I've heard Vice mentioned about it. Yumi: Philyshy and I hid in an abandoned warehouse... (Broken warehouse(???) background) Yumi: It was a warehouse that stored cheese... There was nothing else to eat, so... (Colossus warehouse background) Navigator: (I think I know the reason now) Yumi: Cheese, cheese— It was cheese every day... crumbled cheese, cheese sticks, cheese slices, cheese cubes... Cheese for breakfast, cheese for lunch, cheese for dinner, cheese for snacks, cheese even in our dreams... Navigator: I understand now... Yumi: So both of us are helpless when it comes to cheese... Navigator: I... I got it. Yumi: Ah, I'm so tired... Navigator: You are going to sleep? Yumi: Yea... this dried fish packet... pass it to her... And... when Philyshy... returns, don't mention... that you saw cheese... Option 1 Option 2 Naturally. Yumi: Okay... I'm going to sleep now... Remember to hide it from Philyshy... leave this room... otherwise... cheese... quickly... Navigator: I got it. Once you've fallen asleep, I'll take her and leave. Yumi: Great... You're so sweet... she's so lucky... hurry... Navigator: Enjoy your sleep. (Colossus hallway background) Philyshy: Did I fall asleep? This is... the corridor? I remember I was eating dried fish... Then I saw something... chee— Navigator: It was milk! (Since I've already promised Yumi, I can't mess this up.) Yumi: This doesn't smell like milk... it's a love-and-hate feeling... You are blushing! It's not OK to lie! After all, I'm the Intel Chief of the Illumina Federation! Navigator: I'm not lying! I was happy to see you eat dried fish, then I drank some milk... and accidentally spilled some on my sleeve. Oh yea, this packet of dried fish, take it. Philyshy: I'll believe you... since you are giving me so much dried fish. I'm going back to my living quarters! Navigator: Whew. So close. Some cheese got on my sleeve, luckily I fooled her... Oh yea, I forgot to check how much dried fish is left! Wait— Was that the last packet...