I'm not dead. I've just been busy. I figured I might as well type this up before I go to Italy.

Here is number two on the list, Gluttony. The person for this sin is pretty obvious… Just to warn you, this chapter has some disturbing content.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Class of 3000. If I did, then I would be the happiest girl in the world and it would still be airing new episodes.

"Now, eat them out."

A fork is stabbed into something that barely qualifies as food. In fact, the entire table is covered in food that barely qualifies as food. The kinds (and amount) of food would sicken (or kill) an ordinary person.

But the person devouring it all with a smile on his face isn't a normal person.

This young man, tall and thin with curly orange hair and goggles, is called Phillip P. Phil, but everyone just calls him Philly. He is wealthy, having inherited a large sum of money from his parents.

He used to go after the most gourmet foods of the world.

But as he stabs an item that barely qualifies as food, it becomes obvious that Philly only seeks the world's most gruesome foods now.

Kim and Kam wonder why they bother to work for him. Then they remember, they need the money, and Philly pays surprisingly well. Kim is a maid, cleaning the messes left behind in the kitchen after every (disgusting) meal, and Kam is a butler, bringing each and every (disgusting) item to the table.

Kim is currently in the kitchen, and won't be out for a while. She feels like vomiting.

Kam is looking at the request list that Philly gave him. He swears the list gets more disturbing every day.

He sighs, and circles the options that are the least disturbing. It's not really saying much.

Breakfast menu: A juice made of twenty eight different kinds of weeds, corn flakes with rusty and likely tetnus-infected metal in it, a soup made with poisonous mushrooms, Butler's special salad, an array of rotten fruits, and coffee that is said to keep a normal person awake forever.

Lunch menu: Raw onion salad (with 'special' dressing), shrimp cocktail with long-stale tomatoes, grilled… something (or somebody), random bread made my the maid (with glass shards), Chef Lawrence's cheesesteak ice cream.

Eddie Lawrence, while the heir to one of the wealthiest families on the planet, wanted a job. He found one working for Philly. One spot with him always seems to be open; the position of head cook.

Of course, there was a very good reason that spot was almost always open. Many head cooks just quit because they couldn't take it.

Eddie, the 15th cook of the month, passes by a portrait of Philly on the way to the kitchen. The portrait is identical to the real one in every way, except that the one in the picture does not have goggles on. Sometimes he swears it moves a bit or even vanishes altogether.

While supervising the cooking of 'breakfast', he decides he's had enough. He'll quit and look for a new job somewhere less repulsive.

An hour before lunch, Eddie goes and finds Philly on a couch, reading something about robotics. The taller boy seems harmless and beckons the blonde. He's willing to listen to (most) complaints.

In a low voices, Eddie speaks.

"I wish to be excused my dear sir."

"Hmph. What is with you useless people?"

Eddie finds himself pinned beneath the other male all of a sudden. The look on Philly's face is one he sees frequently, and he knows this is how he looks at food before he eats it.

He registers being bit in the shoulder.

Philly plans to devour what he can of Eddie, and send the remains to be included in the luncheon meal.

Anyone who complains about the food becomes an appetizer or part of the next meal.

Kim and Kam both heard the screams. Yet they could do nothing.

They needed to get out of the house. Kim would leave just fine.

Kam would not be so lucky.

Philly is likely asleep, as his eyes are closed and he is stretched out on the sofa, perfectly content with himself. Kam mentally cheers as he tries to sneak out the door.

His luck is good, for once.

Or not.

He feels a long pair of arms wrap around his shoulders and a tongue on his neck.

Oh, fuck.

"Hey, little servant boy, do you taste as good as you look?"

Kam can only let out the most ungodly scream that nobody pays head to. He will suffer the same fate as Eddie.

When Kim returns to the house, she is informed that she will be working in the kitchen.

She screams when a chef gives her Kam's head, with the instructions to cook it.

In a rage, she storms over to Philly's usual spot, and demands answers.

Nobody pays much head to the maid's screams, just like her brother's only hours ago.

Dinner menu: The items on this menu are too gruesome to be said, it's up to the imagination. Except for the blood red wine, hey wait that's real blood.

Midnight snack: The items on this menu are too gruesome to be said.

Over the next few days, a different cook found himself either waking up to Philly looking over them hungrily, or him wrapping his arms around him.

Both events were followed by biting.

And the biting would then lead to the remains given to the remaining cooks, with the instructions to incorporate it into the next meal.

When only one cook was left, he ran away and managed to escape during a meal.

The mansion was now empty except for Philly, and there was nothing to eat.

Even still, he hasn't changed.

In front of his portrait, he bemoans something.

"All I wanted to do was eat the world's most gruesome cuisine…"

To his shock, his lookalike in the painting comes to life, and pins him to the floor, then removes his arms.

"Eat everything in this world, even if you have to eat your own hand."

Philly is shocked, then looks at his right hand. He gives a small smile and says something.

"Good idea."

Philly had his last gruesome meal. It was, well…

Himself.

The doppelganger of Philly was the Devil. He had been watching this gluttonous youth from the painting for a year, and is now satisfied that he now has the second vessel of sin.

In one hand, he has the only thing that remains of Philly, his goggles.

"A body that has devoured every kind of food. Shame nobody will know its flavour."

With a small giggle, he opens his mouth and swallows Philly's goggles whole.

That's done. Philly, the second sinner, is dead in the case of extreme self-cannibalism.

The next sin is Greed. The kid who is this sin might be a little tricky. Guess who in your review!

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