A/N: Just a short to show I'm not a crazy about Pokémon fan fiction. Enjoy!
Just your average Chowder fan fiction with a poem added to it that I decided to do in boredom. (Hope you like it, I made it with love)
Disclaimer: Owning Chowder would mean funnier chowder and a funnier show. But sadly I don't so too bad. +_+
Another Day in Marzipan City
It was a casual day in the Marzipan city as all the characters were doing what they typically do in their daily lives as citizens of this very distinguished world of food and such. Gazpacho was doing his selling of differently strange and weakly punned fruits each with a dynamic ability to any food better or worse. The police of course were doing their usually job laying around and waiting for calls to get some action on force, but apparently nothing happen ( They lay bored in the station while an officer repeatedly tries to make a shot with a paper ball in a trash can. "Just stop it Arnold we all know you suck at shooting a gun why shoot a paper ball" said another officer. "I know" Arnold said sadly T_T). Yep it's just another day in the life of the MCPD.
Even in the house...Err… cooking room of Mung Daal the day seems to be the same. Mung had just finished his latest food only to have it backfire and come to life (and like most foods) tries to eat Mung "Schnitzel!" cried Mung as ran from the monstrous food pastry. Schnitzel, as always, try and assist Mung only to be pummeled by the edible being like a helpless football player with a ball on his hand. "Radda!" cried the fallen rock monster. With the being still chasing the helpless chef, it was all up to the apprentice, Chowder, to once again do what he normally does best. Chowder came like a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten in days (Chowder hadn't eaten in twenty seconds) and literally ends up chasing the food. Turning the tables on the monster, chased it around and around and soon cornered the once fearsome food and literally gobbled it up down his big and bottomless gullet with no resistance. After Mung stopped crying (for 20 minutes) and Schnitzel finally regain his strength wiping off the dust and food waste off his apron, they took a quick stare at Chowder , who was busy picking his giant white teeth. Chowder turned to them only to look embarrassed but somewhat satisfied for his eating habit (it isn't like he could help himself) but soon some in his purple face showed that the food wasn't apparently satisfied with him and soon his belly grew wide and green. "Mung, what's going on?" said the green and fattening (as if he couldn't get even fatter) apprentice. Mung simply hid in a giant brown while pot while Schnitzel laid helpless on the floor screaming "Oh Radda" over and over again before succumbing to the now green and fat…ter Chowder before literally exploding. The explosion literally shook half of Marzipan and (once again) destroys Mung's house to oblivion. All the while Chowder was back and doing his routine licking the food off the floor, "Wow Mung, let's do it again let's do it again!" yelled the purple apprentice in excitement. Mung finally came out of pot and yelled "Chowder!!!" Schnitzel simply wiped the waste off of him said, "Ugh" with a disgusting expression. Soon out of nowhere came Truffles, Mung's old fairy wife, who suddenly notice the waste in Mung's kitchen, "Mung, clean up this mess!" she said before leaving, "And someone tell that writer to shut up!" Having left to usual self, Mung simply wiped himself off said the usually word, "Schnitzel, looks like you got work to do." He said before putting back the spices and equipment while Chowder was being, you know, Chowder (eating off the fridge). Schnitzel simply shrugged and proceeded to clean up the mess, "Radda, Radda, Radda "he mumbled.
A/N: That's all for chapter 1. Please don't flame just be a little inspiring ( it's not like I'm good with humor) see you soon.