The boys all look at each other, none of them wanting to be eaten.
"He...he can't seriously make use choose who we want him to eat..." Liam spoke in disbelief.
"Of course we aren't going to choose someone!", Jeremy cried out, "no one deserves to be ea-".
"You should eat Axel!".
Everyone was caught off guard by this statement, all of them turning to face who said it.
Jake's eyes were wide, his mouth slightly quivering. "...I mean...Axel is the worse on our team...so...he deserves to be eaten...".
John, Jeremy, Liam and Jack all look shocked at this.
"wh-what...?", Axel's voice quivered, "You...you can't really mean tha-"
"I do mean it!", Jake cut in, "face it Axel, you're sp slowl on the field, you hog the ball, and I can't even remember the last time you scored a goal. You suck, so you should be the one that gets eaten...".
Axel was stunned. Although not particularly close to Jake, he had considered him someone he could trust...but now...
"...how could you do this to me...", tears were fulling his eyes. He turned to the others, but none of them wanted to look at him, "guys...please...".
Martin chuckle from above, grinning down at his tiny snack. "Mmmmm, Axel", he said with a moan, "I'm going to eat you".
The tiny boy looked up, fear shuddering through his body, knowing there was nothing he could do.
"Take off your clothes", Martin demanded.
Axel would comply, removing his soccer clothes in some kind of fear induced trance.
The others watched on with guilt as their friend stood naked, waiting to be eaten.
Martin licked his lips and reached down for the boy. He picked him up and held him in front of his mouth. "I'm going to eat you Axel, I gonna...