Bad Apple Bob - Fisherman's Family

It was no surprise that Kaito was at the Carnival tonight with his daughters: the rambunctious twins always seemed to have a way of getting what they wanted... And anyone who knew the trio would've guessed that they'd want to be at the halloween carnival. The girls had already dragged their father across the carnival grounds several times and had barely stopped to do anything. With some exasperation, he'd begged them to try a game so that he could at least stand still a moment to "supervise." It had only taken a few moments before Noriko and Natsuko has spotted a "game" though - an apple bob. "Bob's Every Flavored Apples" the sign out front read. 

"Whatdoyoumean EVERY FLAVOR?" Noriko had demanded. "It means what it says." Natsuko had stared skeptically at the man: "Apples can't be every flavor, Bob." Bob's eyes slid to Kaito, who muttered something akin to "She'sright" but otherwise refused to weigh in while the girls pestered the man. Finally, after a tremendous amount of bickering and several failed bargaining attempts to gain a better prize on Natsuko's part, the girls were convinced to try the apple bobbing. 

Noriko had gone first - she'd chosen a creamy white apple that turned out to be raw garlic. She was still reeling to the side of the booth, where she'd been relegated to stand as Natsuko couldn't stand the smell of her. Natsuko had bet her she'd get a winner, choosing to go for a vibrant yellow apple that turned out to be curry. Although spicy, Noriko had quite enjoyed the flavor. It wasn't a winner, though. 

Still hell-bent on winning, the two girls now turned to their father, who heaved a heavy sigh. He knew it was coming. They all knew it was coming. 

His hulking form leaned over the barrel while the two girls cheered him on - and briefly, he locked eyes with Bob as though begging for some kind of hint. Bob smirked - his unspoken message was clear: "You didn't back me up, I'm not backing you up either." His shoulders slumping in resignation, he dunked his head in randomly and came out with a rather unappealing grey apple, covered in mottled green bruises. He took a bite thoughtfully, then nodded. "It's good, actually." 

He offered it to his daughters, who looked skeptically between their father and Bob. Bob only shrugged, leaving the two girls to agree to take a bite of the apple at the same time. 

As soon as their teeth sunk in, they both dropped it, gagging: Sardines?!