Belinda sees a glass bottle of milk in the fridge, just perfect to compliment the chocolate cake.
So, with her fat sausage fingers just barely able to grab the bottle, she picks it up and tries to open it. But, although she gained masses of fat, she lost the dexterity required to open a bottle.
She fumbled around with the lid, frustrated, her body shaking and jiggling with every movement.
"Oh, forget it!" Belinda cried. Hastily, she stuck the bottle into her mouth and tried to use her teeth to pull open the lid.
Mr. TF stood in the hallway outside, leaning against the wall, hands behind his back. The door to the Body room was wide open, and Mr. TF was watching Belinda the whole time.
Inside, Belinda finally felt the lid give, and milk came rushing into her mouth. Mr. TF knew what it was going to do, and he REALLY wanted to see it, but just at that moment, he heard a slam.
Someone else had come into the store!
And from the sounds of her slamming the door for no reason, she would be perfect for the candy shop.
But Belinda...