Ecstatically, Luzige leaped around the room, giddily cheering for food as he pranced and spun mid-air, before dramatically landing back onto the dirty tiled floor. Suddenly, he was flung backwards when a large chunk of drywall hit him square in the face, his legs flailing in protest before landing onto his back. He gently rubbed his nose, pouting like a child. "Hey! That was mean!" he squeaked. "Shut your stupid trap, you useless garbage can! You shriek like a fruitbat." before he could form a retort to the Archeop's shout, he paused when he wondered what a fruitbat tasted like. "Fruitbat...would a fruitbat go well with fruits or meat? What do they even taste like? Fruity? I mean, their name is fruitbat, so I'd assume they'd be kinda fruity tasting but then names can be misleading...Like um, that legendary from Hoenn, Jirachi! Jirachi kinda sounds like that Siracha hot sauce...but I'm pretty sure a legendary doesn't taste like hot sauce?" he contemplated, giving a light-hearted shrug. "Well if they did that'd be really fucking cool! I mean, think of the things you can marinate with the fresh blood of a Legendary! I could become the best chef in the world!" Not to mention there'd be no competition, anyways.
He stopped his rambling when he realized the Scyther was standing in front of him, and swiftly the Arachneon scrambled onto his legs, begging like a dog as the bags of food were dropped before him. "Get your fill. We'll only be able to carry so much before it slows us down and makes us more vulnerable. Luz, you have your own bag, so stay out of the others. If you're still hungry, eat your feet." his eyes brightened considerably with excitement, yipping in joy as he stuck his head into the sacks, completely oblivious to what the others were doing as he began to chew throw the layers of different sustenance. He paid no heed to the quality of the food, barely noticing as he ate rotten meat or moldy fruit as his mandibles clicked in rapid succession.
He only stopped for a few moments to catch his breath, already eating half of his given fill in record time. "$3.99 for all you can eat? Well, Imma stuff my face to a funky beat!" he sang, plopping some kibble into his mouth. "Give me some chicken, franks, and fries, and you can pass me a lettuce. Imma pass it by!" he eagerly took another mouthful, barely chewing now as he swallowed chucks whole. (And Arceus knows how he's even doing this without choking...) "So keep shoveling, onto my plate--give me some sweets and lots of cake!" he stopped singing to plunge his face back into the bag, his hunger insatiable as he gobbled down more.
[[OOC: Luzige, did you really just compare a Legendary to a hot sauce? xD Skipping Ricochet this round. For those who were curious, he's singing the song "All You Can Eat" by "The Fat Boys"]]