"Potatoes!" the shout rang clearly across the camp. Zmerr turned over on his mat, trying to ignore the sounds of fighting. maybe he could catch a few more moments of sleep. then suddenly something hard hit him in the back of the head and then let loose a maniacal laugh.

that was the last straw. Zmerr turned toward the potato that had hit him. he picked up, watching it as it's tiny vine-like limbs flailed. it shrieked in fear. Zmerr gave an angry squeeze before chucking it at a nearby rock at full force. it shattered on contact. 

Zmerr got up off of his mat and made his way to the other potatoes as they began to overtake the came, digging their way into the other members' packs. he pulled out his gun and put it on lightning mode. he shot one of the potatoes and the ball of electricity proceeded to bounce from potato to potato until they had all turned into a pile of mashed goo.

"Breakfast is served." he said when the last potato exploded clear on the other side of the camp.