"Hey, Robby, didn't mean to upset you," Jason said, quickly following the sophomore. "Here, look, we can gain together...."

Robby stopped and wheeled around. "Can we? Or will being the frat's 'fat stuffee' just go to your head? I hated being stuffed last year, though I found out I liked the results - but you looked like you were enjoying last night, the way Stan used to."

"Stan?"

Yeah, Stan was the stuffee the year before me - he enjoyed it so much that he ragged me last year about not eating enough, then just when I think we're friends he ups and changes schools, all for some girl who liked him FAT!" Robby barks this last out in a rage, then Jason can see he's close to tears.

Jason just lets Robby storm ahead into the servery, then follows slowly behind. By the time Jason is back at the table, Robby is tearing through a mountain of food. Jason sits quietly, then Robby speaks.

"Sorry about that, got a bit worked up. If you'd like to gain together, that would be great. If not, well then, I'll just have to keep ahead of you. Somehow."

"This means a lot to you, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it does."

"OK, then we should do it together."

The two boys ate in silence for a while, then Jason asked, "How much do you weigh now anyway?"

"Me?" replied Robby. "Oh,..