“Vane passed the mashed potatoes across Bride to Fury, who stared at them with a fierce frown "What are these?" he asked."Potatoes," Vane told him."What did they do to them?”

“Fury wagged his tail and smiled wickedly, then tried to look up Bride’s dress. Vane caught him quickly by the neck. “Stop!” he snarled mentally to Fury. “Or I’ll rip your head off.”Bride frowned at them. “Don’t you like my wolf?”“Yeah,” Van said, patting him roughly on the head. “He’s my new best friend.”“I’m your only friend, dickhead.”Vane balled his fist in the wolf’s fur as a warning to him. “You know you have to be firm with wolves. Let them know who the alpha is.”“Your father?”Vane smacked Fury’s head.“Ow!””

“I saw him do a No More Potatoes Dance, after he saw me stuff the last of the mashed potatoes in my pocket.
”

“So? What are you going to do about it? Throw your mashed potatoes at me? I'm consumed by terror.”

“A moose whats into a convenient store and asks the lady who works there,"Where are the potatoes?". She says, "Aisle 8,". He goes to aisle 8 and there are no potatoes!”

“Fury snorted. "You're the leader, Vane. Lead.”