The Iced Flarrot Cake
Chapter One: Hard Labor, YAY!
A/N- First chowder story, yay! Lots of karaoke, randomness and other crap will be in it!
Our favorite (or not-so-favorite) chef, Mung Daal, was hurriedly fumbling around his kitchen. A phone rang. He scrambled to get it, but instead tripped over the cord, thus tumbling papers everywhere. "Honey, an order for an Iced Flarrot Cake just came in!"
He froze. "Did you say…Iced Flarrot Carrot Cake?"
"Yes, YA MORON!" Truffles patiently (yeah, right) called back.
"NOOOOOOO!" he screamed. "Iced Flarrot Carrot Cake.. The nearest field of those is across the country!" He groaned. "I'm too old to make the trip." Suddenly, an idea popped into the master chef's head. "CHOWDER! SHNITZEL!" His workers walked in calmly. Before Mung Daal could speak, however, Chowder began talking. "Schnitzel says that some people want to die in this world. Like him! What would happen if I said I wanted to die?"
"Rada rada radda," muttered Schnitzel. "Schnitzel! Don't say that it can be arranged!" Mung spoke harshly. "Now, listen up! I pay you to do hard labor. So, I expect you to walk half way across the country to get me an ingredient.
"RADDA RADDA RADDA?!"
"Watch your mouth! Now, listen. Schnitzel, Chowder, that makes two of you. To make the trip safely you need four people." Chowder immediately realized someone who would like to go.
"GAZPACHO!!" he screamed. His small, purple legs running faster than the speed of light, he was at his friend's shop in no time. "Gazpacho? Wanna help me and Schnitzel find an ingredient across the country?"
Gazpacho paused for a moment, twirling his tusk-ring. "Well, mother has been telling me to get out of the house more…I'll tell her to pack my lunch!" he declared giddily. "Thanks, chowder!"
Chowder grimaced. "I still need someone…" He was standing still when, suddenly, a pink bunny-cat latched onto his back. "Snuckims!" "I'M NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND!" The small bear-cat ran around in circles before running to Mung Daal catering. "Um, Chowder," the chef interrupted. "There's a small pink bunny creature latched onto your back." "I CAN'T GET HER OFF!" he sobbed.
"Radda radda radda," said Schnitzel. "Yes, Chowder, take her to get the ingredient."
"YAY! I'll go tell miss endive!"
"Endive," Mung Daal acidily spoke.
YAY! Second chapter comin up soon!