[Shuanime joined the call]

seungkwan: WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GO?!

joshua: i couldn't bare to watch this any longer

jeonghan: *violently holds up his wooden spoon* I WOULD BEAT YOU WITH THIS FUCKING SPOON IF I COULD

seungcheol: that's kinda ki-

jeonghan: NASTY ASS, I'LL BEAT YOU TOO

soonyoung: moment of silence for the souls lost tonight

*smoke detectors going off in both seokmin and wonwoo's kitchens*

wonwoo staring up at his smoke detector: shut the fuck up oh my god

jun: remind me never to do this again

minghao: *looks around his kitchen that's covered in eggs, flour, batter, and a sliver of ham stuck to the wall* you know what they say, the mess proves the effort

vernon: *already eating his ham cheese chocolate pickle marmalade etc. concoction sandwich thingy lord have mercy i don't know what it is*

vernon: mine's actually pretty good

chan: *curled up on the floor* school didn't prepare me for this

jihoon: i cant reach- *is literally trying to put pickle on his sandwich that is literally inches away from the ceiling sorry dude looks like even two chairs isn't enough*

seungcheol: remind me that uh— gluing crackers together is not such a great substitute for bread

joshua: how does it taste?

seungcheol: absolutely disgusting

joshua: oh yeah? who would've thought

joshua: sorry to inform you cheol but, i can say one thing and that's that you definitely are not the winner

joshua: and also, thank god i don't have to eat that

seungcheol: *chewing* actually.. when you taste the viscosity of the glue along with the crunchiness off the cracker it's actually not all that b—

joshua: MOVING ON

joshua: mingyu, you looked like you were working hard. why don't you present next

mingyu: *sniffles* i'm not touching it-

joshua: ......okay you don't have to touch it

mingyu: okay, good :)

mingyu: so i made an original sandwich with toasted bread. i added a few spices to the oil to make it flavourful

mingyu: i tried my best

joshua: yours is acceptable. i'm proud of you

mingyu: ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ

joshua: soonyoung, you're next

soonyoung: *standing on his island with only his legs showing on the camera* i cant move

joshua: what

soonyoung: bread

soonyoung; bread everywhere

joshua: never mind then

joshua: seokmin? seokmin what are you doing-

seokmin sitting on the counter with a 3/4 eaten tub of ice cream: i'm eating *shoves a spoonful in his mouth*

joshua: where's your sandwich?

seokmin: the fire ate it

joshua: ....fair enough. uhh.. minghao?

seokmin: i'm never setting foot in my kitchen again

minghao covered in flour: *wiggles* i'm a ghost

minghao: also i think i have flour up my nose

chan: *googling if raw dough is edible*

joshua: jesus christ- okay. jeonghan, what do you have?

jeonghan: a headache

jeonghan: and a pretty dope sandwich

jihoon: jeonghan that is a mound of spices on a saucepan what the fuck do you mean a 'sandwich'

jeonghan: IT ADDS FLAVOUR

joshua: did NO ONE take home ec? how are you all alive right now?

wonwoo: no one said we are

joshua: why don't you go next. what do you have?

wonwoo: oh you wanna know what i have?

wonwoo: broken pride and a shit ton of work to do in this kitchen

minghao: i so pale

chan: apparently i can get ee coal ee and salmon ella

joshua: jun, seungkwan, and jihoon. you two have barely said anything.

jihoon: i hate it here

seungkwan: i second that even though mine is clearly the best

jun: my cat puked on the floor

joshua: *SIGH*

joshua: alright, we're done. i think i decided a winner

soonyoung: IS IT ME?!

jeonghan: it's definitely me. i mean, THE FLAVOUR

jihoon: with your excuse of a sandwich? i don't think so. it has to be me

vernon: i think we can agree mine tastes the best. i mean, i ate it. i can say it is

seungkwan: do you know how much it cost me to get a flamethrower?

wonwoo: why do you even have that?

seungkwan: you never know when it can come in handy

seokmin: MY KITCHEN WENT THROUGH A LOT OKAY—

joshua: no one

joshua: no one wins

seungcheol: LISTEN HERE—

joshua: but i'll still buy you all some food because i'm nice

seokmin: *THROWS the empty ice cream tub aside* GOODBYE HOT POCKETS
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THIS GETS LESS FUNNY BY THE CHAPTER I AM SO SORRY