"Peppa! George!" called Mummy Pig from the bottom of the stairs, "Your cousin Chloe and her family are coming for a BBQ!"
"YAY! Cousin Chloe!" Peppa threw herself down the stairs.
George copied Peppa's action and plunged himself down the stairs, just managing to not break his back.
"Careful, George. Only big girls can go downstairs like that," scolded Peppa.
George began crying but stopped when someone knocked on the front door.
Mummy Pig opened the door, Chloe, Aunty Pig holding baby Alexander and Uncle Pig entered the house.
"Hello!" said Uncle Pig, "Where's Daddy Pig?"
"He's in the garden, getting the BBQ set up," said Mummy Pig.
"Excellent. Chloe, can you take Alexander for a minute and all four of you children go to the sitting room for a while?" said Aunty Pig.
"Yes Aunty Pig," said Peppa.
Chloe took Alexander from Aunty pig, and all four children went to the sitting room.
Meanwhile, Daddy Pig was setting up an extra-ordinarily large BBQ. Peppa's ''friends'' arrived and gathered around the XXXXXL sized BBQ.
"When will Peppa be ready?" asked Suzie.
"Soon," answered Daddy Pig.
"Oh goodie!" cheered Suzie.
Simutaneously, Uncle Pig and Mummy Pig were slaughtering Peppa, George, Chloe and Alexander. They screamed as various kitchen items removed their guts. A kitchen blender, a electric carving knife, a bread knife, a butter knife, a pair of scissors, a fork, a spoon, anything they could find. Soon, when all their insides had been removed, they were strung up on sticks and carried out onto the XXXXXL BBQ.
"Ow!!! IT'S HOT!" shouted Peppa from the XXXXXL BBQ.
"That's the point, Peppa," sighed Daddy Pig - he hated how stupid his two children were.
"Oh," called back Peppa.
"Peppa! I'm really looking foward to eating you! It's been my dream ever since I met you," shouted Suzie.
"That's funny, it's been my dream to eat you ever since we met!" shouted back Peppa.
"Alexander's ready!" called Daddy Pig.
"YAY!" cheered the crowd.
"And George!" said Aunty Pig.
"Peppa and Chloe are so fat, they're taking so long to cook," pointed out Mummy Pig.
"Ughhh," moaned the crowd.
Peppa had been quiet for a while now, she was ready to eat. 50 bacon butties were made from her. Chloe was still cooking, her fat bubbling off her pink, piggy skin. She was really, really fat.
"COME ON CHLOE! COOK!" yelled Aunty Pig.
"I'M TRYING!" screamed a furious Chloe.
After another half hour of cooking, Chloe was cooked. She filled up 100 bacon butties! There was still spare bacon, and no one in Peppa's land was hungry again.
The End.