He didn't have muscles, but he had spirit. With a sudden, spastic lunge, he grabbed the entire table and flipped it into the air. If he couldn't bring the food to his mouth, he would simply let the chaos of the universe deliver it.
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"The gravity here is... inconsistent!" Arthur hissed. He managed to pin a pancake to the table with his left hand, while his right hand performed a series of frantic, jerky circles in the air, clutching a fork like a desperate conductor. He didn't have muscles, but he had spirit