Chocolate Pudding

By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus

Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: I have wirtten this because I've lost control of my life. Now if you excuse me, I need to prepare myself for making chocolate pudding at four o' clock in the morning...

Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Nickelodeon.


Stu Pickles sighed as he looked down at the bowl he was mixing the chocolate pudding mix in. Having returned from the store after heading there at three in the morning, the exhausted man barely made any mumbles as he focused all his attention on making the chocolate pudding, making it as perfect as possible.

"Stu, what are you doing?" Didi, his red haired wife, asked as she entered the kitchen, wearing her purple robe as she got out of bed, having heard Stu leave the house earlier.

"Making chocolate pudding." Stu flatly remarked as he continued stirring the chocolate pudding mix.

Didi checked her watch, shaking her head as she looked back at Stu. "It's four o' clock in the morning. Why on earth are you making chocolate pudding?" She asked out of curiosity.

"Because I lost control of my life." Stu remarked as he continued stiring.

Angelica merely laughed with glee as she watched a war film, her seemingly broken leg actually being fine as Stu and Didi entered, with Stu holding the pudding in his hands.

"Here's your pudding, Angelica." Stu flatly stated as he handed Angelica the full bowl of fresh, hot chocolate pudding.

Angelica glanced at Stu, waving her hand at him as she remarked, "Oh that's okay, Uncle Stu. I'm not hungry anymore."

Stu merely looked up as the most depressed, exhausted look came across his face, having completely wasted his time.

We then briefly cut to the front of the house, where the ear piercing scream of Stu can be heard. And such a dear travesty... over chocolate pudding. Sweet, sweet chocolate pudding.