Disclaimer: mwahahahahaha...of course I do...in my dreams...
Chapter 1: Evil Krad vs. Evil Blender
On his own, Krad had found out that he was totally useless. He didn't know how to dust, or clean, or even work the dreaded vacuum, but he soon found out that was the least of his worries.
Cooking…such a repulsive word…such an evil and odious task to be stuck doing! complained Krad. But he had to eat sometime…that or starve to death, he bet Satoshi would enjoy that. Sighing with resignation, Krad dragged his vacuum-beaten body to the kitchen to make his first attempt ever to cook some edible food.
Slow dragging feet made their way to the kitchen where desperate golden eyes scanned this alien land for any sort of landform that he might recognized. This is hopeless…completely and utterly hopeless! Why did Satoshi just have to find a way to rid his body of me? And at such a crucial moment! I had been right about to kill that worthless Risa and bath in her blood joyously but nooooo…instead I got thrown out of that worthless blue haired child's body and sent packing. Oh! The inhumanity!
Grinding his teeth, he started searching his new girlfriend's apartment…well, actually…old girlfriend…he had kicked her out as soon as he had hypnotized her fan-girl butt to buy him an apartment with his name on it…stupid Risa…such a short memory and brain capacity under all that hair…she really did deserve Dark…
Contemptuously throwing his glittering locks of hair to the side he managed to find a cook book. Aha! Now we are finally getting somewhere! Now what to make…what to make… a flip here, a flip there, and all of the sudden a picture of a pink confection of a cake…Oh! It looks soooo good! Other than the fact that I hate pink, it is perfect! Hmmm…I could come up with the excuse that since it was pink it needed to be destroyed through my digestive system! Yea…that is it! Wait no…even that sounds corny…Oh whatever, I want the cake and how hard could baking be?
Hours later…
Hopeless…hopeless…hopeless… rang through his head. Splattered with flour, egg shells covering the floor, the eggs themselves covering the ceiling…the rest…a battle zone…This blender! This cursed blender! Dark sent you, didn't he? I shall have his head!…and yours if you had one…Now work before I turn you into scrap metal! Turning the power all the way up in a hopeless attempt to make it work, the blender refused to turn or even budge. That is it! I shall…
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Krad! What are you going to do? NOOOOOO! Don't break the blender! You can't! It's Risa's blender! Wait…you can break it…but don't…use…your magic…bad idea man…bad idea…
K, short chappie but the more reviews I get, the more mayhem I will be motivated to create! What else do you have trouble with in the kitchen Krad? Everything?