That does get an impish grin from Donnie. "You're the one who suggested it! Don't get mad at me if you end up eatething thy words!"

At least with a designated task, Donnie's able to focus better, but things start to get crazy at the drop of a hat and since all he'd been told to do was chop things at the start, all his shouting consists of asking direction for where he should apply himself to.

One measly star. He flops backwards in the beanbag with a sigh. "Are you sure the difficulty level hasn't been accidentally set to superhumanly hard?" It takes him a moment to pull himself up so he can gear himself up for the next level.