Breadbug: Glurp shhhlop glibble glorp ploopp glu-uuuu!

Game: He says "All characters used are the property of their respective owners". Oh, and he also says that Timmy's trapped in a well, we should probably do something about that, huh? ^.^;


Flonne stared happily at her plate full of French toast, topped with ice cream. "Mmmm…I can't believe I get to eat this!" She turned to find a place to sit, and noticed another blonde girl at one of the tables. Walking over, she took a seat beside her. "Hii! You must be the other angel."

Colette looked up from her second helping of French toast and smiled. "Yes, I'm an angel. My name's Colette."

"I'm Flonne! It's really nice to meet you!" The fallen angel turned her attention back to her plate. "They never let me eat like this at the Angel Academy…"

Colette's eyes filled with confusion. "Angel…Academy…?"

"Yeah, I never liked their lunches, but I loved the flowers there."

"I've never heard of the Angel Academy before. Is it fun?"

Flonne's eyes went wide as she stared at Colette. "Never heard of…wow, I've never heard of a rogue angel before!"

Colette tilted her head to one side. "Rogue angel?"

"I mean, if you've never even been to the Academy…wow, you must've had lots of fun not having to go to classes."

Colette went back to smiling at the mention of class. "Oh, I went to classes. Professor Raine knows so much about the world regeneration."

Now it was Flonne's turn to be confused. "World re…? I didn't know it needed to be generated in the first place."

"Of course! That's what the chosen does."

"Cho-sen? …Laharl usually chooses everything. Even the T.V. channel…"

Colette's smile vanished as she returned to the land of confusion. "T…V…?"

Flonne's eyes felt like they were going to pop out of her head. "Y-you've never heard of T.V.?" Colette shook her head, and Flonne nearly passed out in disbelief. "Y-you poor thing! We have to get going, you've wasted so much time already…"

"Oh, but…Mr. Game said if I eat all my dinner, I could go see the chao garden. He said the chao are so cute!"

Flonne nodded. "They are, the furry guy at the front desk gave me one!"

Colette's eyes began to twinkle a bit. "Really?! May I see?" In response, the chao revealed itself from under the table. Flonne giggled a bit, playing with its tail. Riolu, not to be forgotten, jumped onto the table as well. "Oh, so cute!" exclaimed Colette, looking at the chao.

"It's a fallen angel chao, like me!"

"Fallen angel?"

Flonne looked up. "Yeah, the underworld's a lot more…" She trailed off as she spotted Riolu. "Aww, who are you?" she asked, grinning.

Riolu gave a happy bark, while Colette answered, "Oh, this is Riolu. The man at the front desk said he could stay with me. Isn't his tail cute?" As she asked, she began to pet the pokemon's tail.

Flonne smiled wide as she nodded. "I know! Ooh, the movies and junk food and these cute little…thingies! I wanna live here."

Colette stopped petting Riolu as she was overcome with confusion once more. "Movies? Junk food?"

Flonne's happy mood came to an abrupt halt. "You've never…I can't believe this! Movies, junk food, and love are the three most important things EVER!"

"Love is important. But I've never heard of 'movies' or 'junk food' before…"

Flonne brought a fist up to her heart, looking like she was taking a vow before an audience. "Well, I'll just have to be your couch potato teacher, then!"

"Couch potato?" Even as Colette asked, she looked down at Flonne's plate. "Oh, your food is…melting?"

Flonne sweat-dropped as she looked down at her food. "Oh! Hee hee. Here I am talking about junk food and I'm not even eating mine!"

Colette gave the plate a careful look. "This is junk food?"

"Yeah, sort of! It's not the best example, the good stuff is chips, and soda, and buttery popcorn…"

Colette could feel her head swimming in a sea of confusion. "Chips? Soda? Popcorn?"

"You're going to love them! The unhealthier, the better…mmm, and movies! Oh, just sitting around and watching movies is the best!"

Colette finally smiled again. "It sounds like fun! But I have to eat all my dinner first, I promised I would."

Flonne nodded in agreement. "I'm gonna have, like, four plates!"

"Isn't that a bit much?"

"Yeah! So? It tastes good, doesn't it?"

Colette eyed Flonne's plate again. "Yes, but…what is on yours? I've never seen food that melted like that before…"

Flonne's smile momentarily vanished. "You've never even heard of ice cream? Oh, we've got a lot of work to do, but I'll stick with you!"

"Ice cream?"

Flonne nodded. "It's so good, you'll have to have some…it's really good after a couple bottles of soda."

"Bottles? Why would you keep soda in a bottle? Is it a medicine?"

"It's a drink! It's so fizzy and sweet, I love it, and I know you will too!"

"What does fizzy mean?"

Flonne thought it over for a second before responding. "It kinda tickles your mouth when you drink it. I can't believe you've never had any before, I don't know if I could live without it!"

"Is it really that good? Usually, all we have to drink is water and coffee."

Flonne could feel her entire face blank out, and she needed a second before she was able to get her voice out. "…Ok, that's it, finish up eating already, I HAVE to show you!"

Colette gave a wide smile. "Alright!" She continued eating, having picked up her pace a bit.

"Eat faster, eat faster!"

Elsewhere, Game was still working on Flonne's room when Steel walked in. "Ok, Game, I got Colette's room finished! How are you coming along?"

"Just drawing a couch!" Even as he spoke, Game was swinging his stylus about, creating the room's furniture from thin air.

Steel chuckled. "Ah, yes. What good is a T.V. without a couch, eh?"

"I'm making it extra cushiony…at least, until her butt is cushion enough." At these words, Steel froze, beginning to drool a little. Game went on, "I bet she'll get a really big butt…she clearly spends a lot of time on it. And what about Colette?" After several seconds of not getting an answer, he turned to see Steel standing statue-still, a river-like flow of drool leaving his mouth…there was even a moogle rowing a boat on the stuff!

"Steel?" Game eyed his friend with concern, knowing how things often went when he started drooling like this. But his own mind was beginning to wander. "Yeah, I know Flonne's eventual big rear is…the…most beautiful thing I've ever pictured. I…I mean, I bet she'd jiggle so much…and waddle on those rare occasions she got up. And she'd be so soft…and…I mean, just to place one hand on…I bet it would be so…squishy and soft…she's an angel, I bet she'd have really nice skin…"

Game's rant prevented him from noticing as Steel's eyes displayed nuclear explosion effects, his drooling reaching a point that the moogle couldn't paddle fast enough and was swept out of the room. Game simply went on, "I wonder if she'd like being fed? I mean, I bet she could go through, like, 20 two-liters if she was big enough…she's just such a lazy little couch potato, isn't she? She'd love the feedee lifestyle…"

Steel finally moved, falling face first into his own drool. The feeling of the substance meeting his face finally snapped him back to reality. He quickly rose, shaking his face to get the stuff off. "What was I doing?"

His out of place question brought Game back around as well. "You were supposedly helping me finish."

Steel began to wring his shirt and vest, trying in vain to get all the drool out. "Oh, yeah, right. Well, what's left?"

"I already drew a T.V. stand, hold it still while I draw the T.V.."

"Gottcha." Steel gave up on his clothes and held the stand firmly, watching as Game began to draw the first line. "How big you planning on making it?"

Game smiled. "Huge. I want her to fall down in tears when she sees it…"

"This is a good plan."

"I'll say. I think I'll make it this tall, hold the line while I make a ladder." Steel nodded, switching his grip to the line. "We're really lucky to find her, she's going to be a GREAT influence on the others."

Steel nodded. "I get the feeling she may have already made a good impression on Colette. I mean, she doesn't seem too much like the type to question anything…"

Game's smile got a bit wider at the thought. "Yeah, I bet she's already stuffing herself! Hey, that reminds me, whatcha do with Colette's room?"

"Just the fairly standard stuff. Bed, couch, so on, all in white with blue. Oh, and lots of stuffed animals. She really has a thing with 'cute'."

"Oh, defiantly. Do you like all the pink and red I used for Flonne?"

Steel looked around the room. "It fits. Hopefully she'll like it, but then again, she'll probably see the couch and T.V. and never notice anything else in here…she may not even bother using the bed!"

"And I found some old movie cutouts! I'm gonna bring 'em in a minute…I think I might even give her a hot tub…"

"That's a great idea…assuming she's willing to get off the couch to get in it."

Game thought it over before replying, "Or maybe we'll give it to Colette?"

"That could work!"

Steel would have gone on, but he was interrupted by a voice out in the hall. "We've been accident free for one hour! Accident free for a whole…" Even as the voice spoke, Steel saw a prinny go slipping past the door, unable to remain balanced due to the slick saliva that had flown out into the hall. A loud explosion was heard, and the voice became depressed as it called out, "Never mind…"

Game noted the shouts and paused. "Never a dull moment, huh?"

Steel nodded. "Prinnies, eds, baby pokemon, chao, random stuff in the portal machine…"

In the control room, Greymatter threw an object aside and looked inside the device again. "WHAT THE?!"

"…How on earth COULD it be dull around here?"

Game shifted his weight to one foot. "Yeah, but I want it to be safe for the girls…"

"The safety measures should be just about complete. Besides, we shouldn't have to worry about Flonne around the prinnies, right? They are from the same dimension, aren't they?"

Game slowly nodded. "That's true…but still…"

Somewhere in the distance, the sound of Double D's voice reached them. "Fellas, I need some more-YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…"

Steel ignored it as he sought to put Game's worries to rest. "Hey, we knew the risks when we hired 'em. And I, for one, would rather have to deal with them blowing up every here and again then have them used to level us like the old Weight Watchers…" Both he and Game shuddered at the same time. Steel quickly changed the subject. "Should we go check on the Eds?"

"Um…in case you didn't notice, I think Double D just fell down the…"

Steel's eyes widened. "Do you think it was that pitfall again?"

Game suddenly made a move for the door. "Let's go check on the Eds."

Steel quickly followed, sweat-dropping. "If it was, I hope he landed ON the goomba, or else…"

Game felt a shiver run down his spine. "Come on, let's go…" He gave a sigh as he added, "All I wanted was a cute little feedee to cuddle with…"

"In due time, I'm sure." Steel gave his friend a smile as he snagged the warp star and got back on it. "By the way…I'm keeping this thing." He then rushed off, heading for the control room. When he got there, he stopped just above the hole, and called down it, "Double D, you down there?"

Double D's voice echoed its way back up. "Honestly, I didn't believe an interdimensional exposition would be completely innocuous, but I DID think I'd be able to trust the floor!"

Steel sighed, and called back, "Just hold on a sec." He zipped into the control room, returning with a block shaped backpack of his own. Unlike Game's, this one was marked with exclamation marks. Reaching into it, he pulled out a rope and tossed it into the hole. "Here ya go!" 'Game's right, these things ARE convenient…'

Inside the pitfall, Double D grabbed the rope and began to climb back up…if you can call it climbing. "Unn…unh…oh, my hands…"

'Yeah, this'll take too long…' thought Steel. Keeping a firm grip on the rope, he dashed a short distance on the star, causing Double D to yell as he was yanked out of the hole.

"I'm going to have blisters…" Double D noted, looking his hands over.

"You didn't happen to see any creatures down there, did you?"

Double D looked up, eyes wide as he warily responded, "No…why would I see…"

"NEVER MIND!!" Steel interrupted. "So, where are Ed and Eddy?" He couldn't stop himself from shuddering as he mentioned their names.

Double D began to panic. "Oh my, I fear I've lost track of them…oh, I should've been paying attention, my projects just became so all-absorbing…"

"Don't worry about it, we'll find them. In the meantime, I need you to start building a theater."

Double D quickly forgot his problems at the request. "Oooh! A cultural retreat, how stimulating! I'll get right on it as soon as I finish with the last few cabinets for the arcade."

"Very good. See ya later!" Steel shot off down the hall again, still riding the warp star. "Now, if I were a con artist and a brainless gravy lover, where would I be?"

He failed to notice the prinny in his path until he heard, "Uhh…'scuse me, star d00d…"

"OH, SNAP!!" He swerved a bit, the prinny hopping to one side with a shout of 'D00D!', thankfully not exploding. Steel looked back. "I-I-it……missed? It didn't…" His words were cut off as he slammed into a wall. Without falling off it, he silently noted to himself, "I really gotta learn to watch where I'm flying…"

As he fell to the floor, the prinny he nearly hit walked over and looked at him. "You're gonna be really bummed if I tell you about the breadbugs in the pantry, aren't you d00d? …K, I'll wait 'til later."

The prinny spun and walked off before Steel could recompose himself. As soon as he did, he asked, "Breadbugs?! What's a breadbug?!"

Game, having come all this way on foot, finally caught up just in time to hear the question. "It's an annoying little pest from the Pikmin universe…it's a scavenger, it'll drag anything it can get into its little hole. And it looks kinda like a pig-in-a-blanket."

Steel's eyes went wide as he thought this information over. "We gotta get 'em outta here!"

"Pests?" Both Game and Steel turned to see Double D rush up, wearing a hard hat and holding a saw. He quickly added, "Not on my watch, I'll get the others and get right on it…I'll…I'll meet you there." The hat-wearing Ed turned about, beginning to mutter to himself. "Germs, diseases, contagions…pull yourself together Double D, you have to fight! …Ooh, I feel nauseous…"

As the two managers watched Double D, Steel remarked, "Eddy's right about one thing…"

"What's that?" inquired Game.

"He NEVER stops…"

During the time all these events were unfolding, Flonne and Colette were still hurrying their way through dinner. As Colette finished her last bite, she gave a cute smile. "Ok, I'm all done!"

Flonne gave a small burp. "Mmm…four plates and I'm ready to veg out!" She gave her swollen tummy a happy pat.

Kawasaki came out of the kitchen, holding two plates. "Girls, this stuff will spoil if it isn't eaten now, and it's almost gone. There's just enough for one more plate for each of you, think you can help me out?"

"Absolutely! Right, Colette?"

Colette nodded. "Of course! I promised I wouldn't let anything be wasted."

Kawasaki beamed. "Wonderful!" He set the plates down. Colette's was the same as her others, and Flonne's still had ice cream on it. This time, it also had sprinkles and nuts, as well.

Flonne's eyes went wide with joy. "Oh, thank you! Mmmm, this looks great!" She quickly dug in, anxious to finish it.

"You really like your junk food, huh?" asked Colette as she began to eat her own French toast.

Flonne looked up in the middle of chowing down. "Yeah! It's great, I can't wait to turn you into a couch potato. It's great, you'll see!"

"Would it be alright if I try a bite of yours?" Even as she asked, Colette couldn't help but wonder if there even WAS a bite left, Flonne's face was practically in her plate.

"Sure! You have to get all the junk food you can!" Colette reached over, doing her best to cut a bite, and tried it. Flonne raised he hands to her mouth in excitement, watching as Colette slowly chewed.

Colette's eyes snapped open, sparkling like stars. "It's delicious!"

Flonne reached over and gave her a hug. "It only gets better from here!"

"Really?"

"I haven't even told you about greasy fast food yet. C'mon, we'll talk in front of the T.V.!"

"Oh, but…I'm not quite finished with mine…"

"Then eat!" exclaimed Flonne. Colette nodded and went back to eating. To her, the speed she was doing so felt fast, but to Flonne, it felt like watching a snail run a marathon. "Oh, come on, EAT! The best way to enjoy junk food is to scarf it down!"

"Scarf it down?"

"Yeah!"

"Um…you mean, like you do?"

Flonne nodded. "Exactly! If you eat fast, you can eat more."

"Ok, I'll try." Colette resumed eating again, picking up a decent bit of speed this time. It wasn't as fast as Flonne ate, but certainly faster than she was going.

Flonne suddenly looked like a football fan watching the super bowl. "Yeah! Go on, eat it all!" Colette nodded, doing her best to go faster, the food nearly gone from her plate by now. "See? Isn't it great?"

Colette swallowed the last bite, and gave a loud burp, her face becoming flushed in embarrassment. "I'm so sorry! Please excuse me!"

Flonne giggled. "Ah, you're among friends, burp all you want!"

"Really? But isn't it rude? I always tried not to burp in front of Lloyd or Genis…"

"Well, I don't mind at all! 'Sides, it's impossible not to when you're drinking soda."

"Soda makes you burp?"

Flonne nodded. "Yeah! It can actually be kinda fun."

Colette stood, smiling. "Well, I'm ready to go!" Her tummy was bulging a bit, not much though, and mostly just because she'd never so much at one sitting before. It was enough to notice easily, pushing outward on her shirt.

Flonne rose from her seat as well. "I can't wait to see my room! I hope it has a big couch!" Her tummy had no hugely noticeable bulge, but then again, she was used to eating like this.

"I haven't seen my room, either."

"You're welcome in my room any time!" exclaimed Flonne, her smile wide.

"In that case, I'll go with you now. I want to see what a movie is!"

"We're gonna have so much fun, Colette. Come on!" Flonne snagged Colette's hand and practically dragged her off, failing to notice the group approaching the dining room as they left.

It was Game, Steel, and the Eds. Game seemed neutral towards the situation at hand, Steel was clearly a bit worried, Eddy was annoyed, Ed was…well, being Ed. And Double D was still going on…

"I have to say, as much as I detest invading rodents and insects, I'm rather excited about this 'breadbug'."

Eddy growled. "I'll never understand how I got roped into this…"

Double D paid him no mind. "It must have some fascinating adaptations to be as hardy a scavenger as you've identified it, Mr. Game."

Game sighed. "Hardy is a nice word for what these guys are…"

As they entered the kitchen, Kawasaki rushed up to them. "Oh good, you're here! They're in the panty, I kept it shut in the hopes they wouldn't get out…"

"But what about their mutant jam powers?" asked Ed.

"M-mutant jam powers?" asked Kawasaki, shaking a bit.

Ed nodded and continued. "They will utilize the evil bagel mothership and abduct our bacon for their breakfast experiments, and…"

Ed was interrupted by Eddy slapping him. "Don't we got enough problems without your comic book beliefs?"

Double D watched as one of the peg-legged exploding penguins from the underworld walked by. "I really don't think we're in a position to rule anything out right now, Eddy…"

Eddy growled in annoyance again. "Let's just get this over with…"

"Just get this over with? Eddy, this is a biological coup de grace! You really should take more appreciation for…"

"Actually," interjected Steel. "I agree with Eddy. Let's just get them outta here."

In an offended tone, Double D sighed and said, "Very well then…" Kawasaki threw open the pantry doors, jumping to one side. One of the breadbugs went by Double D, dragging a sausage along. Double D freaked out and jumped into Eddy's arms, à la Scooby Doo.

Steel gave the small creature a glance. "That's a breadbug? That's wack…"

Game nodded. "Yeah, well, leave 'em alone, and…"

"Th-they multiply?" guessed Double D.

Steel looked at the flock of bugs in the pantry. "Well then, we better take care of them before they REALLY become a problem."

Game sighed. "See, the thing about breadbugs is…" he paused, stomping on one of the creatures. But when he lifted his foot, it bounced right back up and went about its task. "They're worse than frickin' cockroaches!"

Steel nervously watched the stomped bug keep working like nothing happened to it. "So…how do you kill them?"

Meanwhile, Ed was freaking out. "They have activated the corn flake force-field, Eddy! What do we do? WHAT DO WE DO?"

"Shut up, Ed." replied Eddy, finally dumping Double D out of his arms.

"Good plan, Eddy!" offered Ed, giving a thumbs up. Eddy just slapped himself in the face.

Game, feeling it was safe to go on with interruption, finally answered Steel's question. "Well, I'm at a loss, really."

Double D, quickly standing back up, pulled out a notebook and pencil. "Not to worry, I'll form a hypothesis, and have the results to you within…" He trailed off as he began to mumble to himself.

Elsewhere, the two angels had finally found what they were looking for. Flonne smiled wide as she looked at the door. "Well, this is my room! I can't wait, I'm so excited! I wonder how many monster movies they gave me?" She opened the door, nearly passing out at the sight before her. "I-it's huuuge!"

Colette looked at the item that had drawn Flonne's attention. "What is that?"

"It's the best T.V. I've ever seen!"

"So, this is a T.V.? It doesn't look like much…it is big, though."

Flonne giggled. "That's 'cuz it's not on…" She took a moment to look around, admiring the hearts painted on the walls and the various cutouts all over the place.

Colette was also looking around. "Your room is really pretty!" She pointed at the cutouts. "What are these?"

"Well, this is Prism Ranger Red, and this is Dark Ninja Memorial, and…!"

Colette felt her head start spinning. "Prism Ranger? Dark Ninja Memorial?"

"Ooooh, you're about to find out! But we need the snacks first…"

"What kind of snacks?"

"C'mon silly, I already told you! Chips, soda, popcorn, maybe some candy…oh, and I need to pick a movie…"

Colette nodded and smiled. "Alright then. So, which movie?"

"I dunno, what do you l…oops," Flonne sweat-dropped. "That's right, I guess I'll have to pick myself."

"I'm so excited! I get to find out what a movie is and try all sorts of new foods…"

"And I get a new friend!" added Flonne.

"Yeah, we're friends!" Colette hugged her, and she hugged back.

"I'm gonna get the snacks, ok? You look through the movies!"

"Ok. But how do I know which one to pick?"

"Oh, I'll pick one, you just look, ok?"

"Alright!" Colette walked over the shelves full of movies, beginning to look through them, while Flonne went to find some junk food. Colette's eyes were full of curiosity and intrigue as she looked at each of the movies. Reaching for another, she found it wedged in tight, and unwilling to be removed. She gave it a hard tug, letting out a small shriek as the entire shelf came forward with it, dumping all the movies onto her.

Flonne rushed back over. "What happened?"

Colette popped out from the middle of the pile, looking very ashamed. "I'm sorry! I knocked it over!" But as she looked around, she was surprised to see no one there. Suddenly, Flonne also popped out of the middle of the pile.

She giggled as she said, "This is fun!"

Colette, however, was still feeling nervous about her mistake. "I'm sorry, it was stuck and…"

Flonne cut her off. "Why are you sorry? I'm already having a blast!"

"Really? I'm so happy!" Colette smiled in relief.

"C'mon, let's look! Dive, dive!" Flonne went back under the pile, doing her best to imitate a submarine. Colette giggled and followed her example. After several seconds, both popped back up, holding a movie in each hand. "I found Kamen Rider Kabuto and The Six Ultra Brothers vs. the Monster Army. What about you?"

Colette looked at the ones in her hands. "One that says 'Metal Heroes' and one that says 'Prism Rangers'…"

"I watched Prism Rangers last week. Let's watch Metal Heroes!"

"Alright!" Colette handed Flonne the box.

"Oh! I left the snacks on the table."

"I'll get them!" Colette started to hurry toward the pile of goodies, but tripped along the way.

"Aww. I'll help…" Flonne walked over and pulled Colette back onto her feet.

Colette blushed a little. "I'm sorry. That happens a lot…"

But Flonne was already giving her attention to the mountain of treats she'd found. "Just look at all this, it's sure making me feel better!"

Colette looked over the countless choices. "Well, it does look good. Um…what should I try first?"

Flonne began to dig through the mound. "Uuuummmmm……Oh, here's a chocolate bar." She passed the item to Colette. Colette looked it over for several seconds before finally attempting to take a bite…without removing the wrapper first. "Wow, I never tried eating it like that!" stated Flonne excitedly. "What's it like?"

Colette removed the item from her mouth. "To be honest, it tastes really bad…"

"Oh. Well, try eating it my way." Flonne reached over and opened the wrapper.

Colette began to stare at the candy again. "Is it like a banana?"

Flonne's eyes went wide with disbelief. "Fruit? No, junk food's nothing like fruit!"

"But it has to be peeled first." Colette pointed out, indicating to the wrapper.

"Well, I guess, but…just try it, you'll see what I mean then!"

Colette stared at the chocolate again, the slightest bit unwilling to stick it back in her mouth after what it tasted like last time. But she finally brought it up, taking a small bite and slowly chewing. Flonne's hands were up to her mouth in excitement, as she thought about the concept of her new couch potato angel friend.

Colette's eyes sprung open, shining so brilliantly, it was a wonder Flonne didn't need sunglasses, and she smiled from ear to ear. "WOW! It's so good! And really sweet, too! What's it called?"

Flonne shed some tears of joy as she wrapped her arms around Colette. "It's called chocolate."

"Chocolate…" Colette took a big bite off the bar, chewing and swallowing it. "I like chocolate! It's good!"

"And we get as much as we want!"

"Really?! Then I'd like some more, please!"

Flonne giggled. "I have to show you the other stuff first! We still have chips, and soda, and…"

While Flonne continued to teach Colette all about junk food, we move back to the kitchen to find Double D standing over a counter where he's strapped down a breadbug. He had a scalpel in one hand, which was shaking, and looked ready to pass out.

"This…this was never my favorite part of biology class…"

Steel looked a bit uneasy as well. "You're going to dissect it? What good'll that do us?"

"If we reveal its diet, perhaps we can find something to lure it away with, or perhaps I could analyze its neural system and concoct a paralyzing gas…"

"Ok, I think I've got it. I also think I'll just leave you to it. I'm not thrilled about bugs, and the whole scalpel thing freaks me out…I'm kinda squeamish about things like this…"

But before he could turn away, Double D closed his eyes and stabbed at the breadbug. To everyone's surprise, the blade just bounced off, leaving no mark behind. "Oh…my, they're much studier than I thought…elastic…under stomach…suggesting…"

While Double D began to go into another rant, Steel's attention was caught by a sound somewhat like a constant rhythm of thump-eek over and over again. "What was that?" Turning, he found Eddy bouncing one of the bugs against a wall as though it were a tennis ball.

Eddy's face suddenly filled with greed. "Hey, I've got an idea. We'll paint 'em like bouncy balls and sell 'em…and use the cash to buy jawbreakers!"

Double D snapped out of his thoughts and turned. "Eddy, you're going to hurt…" He paused, looking at the bug he'd tried to cut open. "Oh, who am I kidding?"

"Do you think these things CAN be hurt?" inquired Steel as he turned back around.

"Well, no organism can possess complete invulnerability, there must be something we can…"

Double D found himself cut off as Ed shouted, "I'M BEING ABDUCTED! Huh-huh-huh-huh…" As Ed laughed, he was being dragged along by a greater breadbug, which had him by the shoe.

Steel could feel his panic button get pushed. "Ok, gonna have to do something about that. Hang on, Ed!" Looking around franticly, he grabbed a bypassing prinny and tossed it at the greater breadbug. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!!"

Double D's eyes dilated as he also panicked. "WHAT ARE YOU…" But he didn't get to finish before the prinny exploded. The greater breadbug looked to be stunned, as it was now laying on the floor with its eyes rotating wildly. Double D looked at it, amazed. "Of course, a sudden shock would permeate its gelatinous exoskeleton!"

Steel looked at the oversized bug. "This looks like the part of a video game where you're supposed to jump or ground-pound the enemy in the stomach…"

Double D rolled his eyes. "Come now, stomping didn't work before, I sincerely doubt…"

"Waa-hoo!" a strange voice shouted. From out of nowhere, a somewhat plump man with a moustache appeared. He wore a red shirt, white gloves, overalls, and a red hat with an 'M' on it. He jumped onto the greater breadbug, flying high and disappearing. The bug squirmed a bit, then a purple ghost-looking thing rose from its body. There was no doubt it was dead.

"You were saying?" asked Steel.

"You're losin' your touch, sockhead." taunted Eddy.

Steel reached into his block backpack and removed a bomb bag. "Say hello to my little friends!" he cried as he pulled a bomb out, lighting it and tossing it up.

"DEAR LORD, NO!!" screamed Double D.

Steel turned and rushed out of the pantry. "TAKE COVER!"

"RUN BOYS, RUN!" shouted Eddy as he dove out of the pantry as well, followed by Double D. After several seconds of not hearing anything, they all began to come back into the open, wondering why the bomb hadn't exploded.

Steel eyed the pantry door nervously. "What the……um, wasn't there another of us?"

Suddenly, Ed walked out of the pantry. His cheek was puffed up, and a fuse was sticking out his ear. "What?" he asked, noting the way Steel and the other Eds were looking at him.

"Oh……snap…" Steel ducked and slapped a hand over his eyes. "I can't watch!" The room rocked as an explosion shook it. Steel slowly parted his fingers, daring to see if Ed was still there. Amazingly, and oddly, Ed was not only there, but didn't have a scratch on him, even though the room around him was devastated. Breadbugs began to rain down, having been tossed up by the explosion. "…O…k…I'm gonna worry about how that happened later. Right now, EVERYONE START JUMPING ON THE BREADBUGS!!"

As he leapt onto a nearby one, Double D observed as a little spirit drifted out of it. "An ectoplasmic manifestation? …Intriguing."

"Be intrigued later!" Steel shot back. "Like, when we aren't being overrun with bugs!" He jumped on another.

Double D pulled out a bottle. "Not now, I simply must examine this, it could very well be the secret to eternal youth, or…" he kept offering suggestions as he made a clumsy attempt to bottle the ghost.

Ed came down hard, immediately springing upward again as he quickly hopped from one bug to the next, all the while shouting, "I claim this kitchen in the name of Ed, protector of bacon!" Eddy was also enjoying himself, doing tricks in mid-air each time he jumped after another breadbug. Everything was going fine until Ed came down not on a bug, but on a rolling pin. "CALL A DOCTOR!"

"Got it!" cried Double D, proudly holding up his bottle. The next few things happened almost too quickly to follow. As Ed slipped on the rolling pin, he hit Eddy, while the rolling pin was sent flying, and crashed through the bottle. "M-my specimen!" Double D tried to grab it, only to be knocked over by Eddy. Meanwhile, the rolling pin bounced off a wall and into the back of Steel's head, knocking him over onto his face with a loud cry of pain.

Steel slowly raised his head just long enough for a single thought. "Ooooo……you know what, Double D? I think the most intriguing thing here is how the three of you manage to stay alive…" He then felt the world black out.

"My specimen…" commented a still in shock Double D.

"My back…" groaned Eddy.

"My hamburgers!" exclaimed Ed, smiling.

Eddy turned to the lump, clearly annoyed. "Shut up, Ed."

But where was Game when all of this was happening? Let's go to the control room and find out. Inside, Game was digging through the various piles, frantically looking for…something. "Come on, come on, I know we have at least one more of those things…"

"One more of what things?" asked Greymatter, finding it hard to concentrate with all the noise Game was making.

"The…box thing."

"You mean those blocks with the question and exclamation marks on them?"

Game sighed in frustration. "No, I mean the thing that goes in the… I-DON'T-KNOW what it is!"

"If you can't tell me what it is, I can't help you with it. And speaking of helping, weren't you supposed to be helping in the kitchen?"

"Well, someone's gotta work on this dumb thing, and god knows what's gonna come out of it next…"

As if in response, Greymatter pulled out a Bob-omb. "How'd that get in there?" he asked as he tossed it away. Game saw it land near his feet and panicked.

"I-I don't want it!" He threw it back.

After catching it, Greymatter heard it start ticking and freaked out as well. "AAAAA! I don't want it either!" He chucked it back at Game, who forced himself to react quickly, opening the portal and tossing the armed explosive in.

Within the world of the Eds, everything was peaceful, and Jimmy was out for a morning stroll. "Ah, what a beautiful day! The birds are singing, the grass is dewy…nothing could ruin this day!" His smile quickly vanished, however, as a round, black, ticking object with two white eyes landed in his upheld hands. He didn't even have time to question what it was before it exploded. "Sarah!" he shouted, in pain…

Back in the control room, Greymatter sighed in relief. "If you ask me, it's a miracle this thing hasn't self destructed or something."

"Here, here." agreed Game. "Well, we'll get the bugs worked out sooner or later…"

"Speaking of bugs…" Greymatter pointed at a security camera feed, showing the last few seconds of the kitchen, as Ed went out of control on the rolling pin.

After watching the chaos draw to a close, Game muttered, "You gotta wonder if this is worth it."

Greymatter nodded. "Tell me about it…"

In the meantime, back in Flonne's room, the two angels were enjoying the movie. Flonne was working her way through her junk food at her normal pace. The surprising thing was that Colette was tearing through everything FASTER than Flonne was! And her tummy was slowly working its way outward as she went. "This is all so tasty!" she exclaimed in between bites.

Flonne smiled. "Wow, and I though I liked junk food!"

Colette paused her eating for a second. "It's so good! And you did say the best way was to scarf it down, right?"

"Absolutely! Pass me the root beer!" Colette snagged two bottles, one being root beer, which she passed to Flonne. She didn't even bother to find out what the other was, she just started drinking it, her stomach bloating the tiniest bit more with each gulp. After a pause to burp, Flonne asked, "Whaddya think of the movie?"

"BURP!! Oh, excuse me! And the movie is amazing, it's the most wondrous thing I've ever seen!"

"Ooh, I love this part!" exclaimed Flonne as an explosion appeared on the screen. Colette saw it and let out a half happy, half scared shriek. "It's not gonna hurt you, silly!"

"Are you sure? It looks awfully real…"

"Doesn't it?! This is the best T.V. ever!"

Colette snagged another candy bar, unwrapping it and taking a huge bite out of it. "I can't believe I've never seen one before, it's so cool!"

Flonne eyed Colette's rate of consumption with a bit of concern. "You sure are eating a lot over there…I want some too, y'know."

"But didn't Mr. Game say we could get as much food as we wanted?"

"Well, yeah, but one of us has to g…" She was interrupted by someone knocking on the door. "I'll get it." she offered with a shrug. She opened the door to find a moogle standing there.

"Hello, kupo!"

Flonne glanced at the fuzzy creature with her face full of confusion. "My name's Flonne."

"I know, kupo! I'm here to show you how to use the phone, kupo!"

Flonne became a little agitated. "No, I'm FLONNE."

"I know, we keep a list of the guests up front, kupo."

Flonne sighed. "So why can't you get my name right?"

The moogle tilted its head. "I can get it right, kupo. Flonne, see, kupo?"

"No, I'm not Flonneseekupo. It's a cute name, though! Maybe I'll name the little chao Flonneseekupo…"

"They don't pay me enough for this, kupo. Anyway, let me show you the phone works, kupo." The moogle walked past Flonne and over to the object in question. "See this, kupo?"

Flonne nodded. "What is it?"

The moogle lifted the receiver, demonstrating how to hold it. "Hold it like this, kupo."

"Is this some kind of accessory? Can I have one in red?"

The moogle sighed. "No, kupo. It's a phone, kupo. You can use it to get help or to order food, kupo." Seeing that Flonne was easily confused on this, the moogle went on. "I'll show you how, kupo. Hold it like I showed you, kupo." Flonne accepted the receiver, mimicking the way the moogle held it. "Now, press the orange button, kupo."

Flonne pressed it, and a few seconds later, she heard the sound of Kawasaki's voice. "Kitchen, how may I help you?"

Flonne eyed the phone curiously. "There's a kitchen in here? Sweet!"

Not understanding exactly what she meant, the Dream Land chef replied, "Of course, you were here awhile ago. Did you want me to send up some food?"

Flonne's eyes grew wide with excitement. "Absolutely! We want donuts and soda and…ooh, some cake!"

"Any particular kind of cake?"

"Um…all of it!"

"A-all? Well, ok. Anything else?"

Flonne thought for a moment. "Just bring whatever else you got that's sweet!"

"…Um…o…k…it'll all be there in a few minutes!"

"Yay!" exclaimed the fallen angel as the phone went dead.

"Done, kupo?"

"I think so."

The moogle pointed at the phone's base. "Then just put it back the way it was when I came in, kupo." Flonne set the phone back into place. "You can use the phone whenever you want, kupo. If you want food, push the orange button, kupo. If you need anything else, push the blue button, kupo. That'll call the front desk, kupo. I'll leave you two alone now, kupo."

'I still wish he could get my name right…' Flonne thought to herself as the moogle left. She quickly put it out of her mind, though, jumping over the back of the couch. Colette didn't even notice her return, her eyes glued to the T.V. and shoveling food into her mouth. Her tummy had worked it's way out from under her shirt by now, and was taking up a good bit of her lap…not that she cared, in fact, she was using it for a table!

"You've really taken to being a couch potato, haven't you?" Flonne asked, smiling.

"I guess so. Movies and junk food are both really fun!"

Flonne nodded excitedly as she added, "And guess what? We never have to get up!" The door suddenly opened again, and several moogles and prinnies rushed in and out, leaving numerous carts loaded with food behind. "Chaaa! Look at it!" Reaching out, she grabbed a handful of chocolate cake.

Colette, however, had suddenly stopped eating altogether, and had placed her hands on her tummy. After all this time, it was finally making it clear to her that its limits had been reached…and then some. Flonne, however, took no notice of it at first, too busy eating the cake. "Oh, you have to try this, it's so chocolaty!"

Colette did her best to not look at the food Flonne offered. "Oh…no, I can't…ow…"

Flonne took a moment to look Colette over. "Wow, look at you! I've never seen anyone eat that much!" Flonne's eyes came to rest on Colette's tummy, not moving away. "I mean, wow, you're huge!"

Colette, however, wasn't feeling nearly so optimistic about her current situation. "It hurts…" she softly cried.

Flonne still hadn't looked away from Colette's stomach, but was listening to her. "I guess your tummy's a little full. Let's just lay down, then. I can eat all this myself!" She drooled just a little as she looked at the carts again.

Colette gave one of her fake giggles. "It's ok, I'm fine!" But the soft, pain-filled moan she couldn't stop from releasing right after saying that made the lie more than obvious.

"Nah, I know what it's like…"

"But, I don't want to bother you…"

Flonne paused, then smiled. "You don't have to bother me!" Reaching out again, she snagged the phone, then proceeded to lay down…using Colette's stuffed belly as a pillow, too. "This is comfy…" she stated.

Lucario's voice came over the phone. "Front desk. How may I assist you?"

"The furry guy said to call if we needed help…" began Flonne.

"Very well. What assistance do you require?"

"Colette's tummy hurts." explained Flonne.

"I could send a bellhop with something for an upset stomach. Is that acceptable?"

"As long as it helps…" As she spoke, Flonne had begun absentmindedly running a finger up and down Colette's belly. 'Wow, this feels kinda nice…' thought Colette.

Lucario finished with, "I will send him right away." Satisfied, Flonne chucked the phone, not really caring where it landed. Meanwhile, Colette was beginning to blush and become a bit flustered as Flonne continued to caress her tummy. Flonne was still watching the T.V., not aware of what she was doing.

"So, whaddya wanna do now? Your tummy hurt too much to watch the rest of video?" Colette tried to reply, but she was only able to get some stuttered half-words to come out. "Wouldja mind if I just stayed here? You're soft, and I wanna lay down."

"T-that's alright…" Colette managed to force out.

Flonne gave a wide smile. "Ok! I'll make up the favor later, ok? …So, what's your favorite part of the movie? I like that guy."

Without even thinking, Colette responded with, "I like the part where you started rubbing my tummy…"

"Huh?"

Colette's eyes widened as she realized her own words, and she quickly exclaimed, "Um, I mean, I really like him too!"

"Yeah!" agreed Flonne, removing her hand from Colette's stomach. "So, what are we gonna do tomorrow, angel friend?"

Colette quickly hid her disappointment from when Flonne stopped rubbing her. "I don't know. I didn't make any plans…"

The two watched as the fallen angel chao and Riolu played together, rolling about on the floor. "Hey, there's an idea!" exclaimed Flonne. "We could see the chao garden!" The two playful creatures both nodded in agreement.

"That sounds like fun!"

The door opened again, and a moogle entered, offering Colette a glass of water and a pill. Colette took the medicine, handing the empty glass back to the moogle, who left. "I hope that works! I know you wanna eat more." commented Flonne.

"And get my tummy rubbed again." added Colette, again without thinking first.

"Huh?"

"Uh, nothing! Don't worry about it."

Flonne shrugged. "Feel any better yet?" As she asked, she was continuing to eat the cake with her hands, getting both herself and Colette messier than they already were.

'I was already feeling better…' thought Colette. But she simply said, "Yeah, a little."

Flonne smiled while snuggling into Colette's stomach a bit. "Y'know, you're really soft!" she stated, as though it were a perfectly normal thing to say.

Colette blushed a little. "Thank you…I bet you're really soft, too."

"We're both gonna be soft with food like this! Not that it matters, right? All we need is this couch, that T.V., and each other."

Colette's blush deepened by quite a bit, and her voice rose in pitch a little, with a bit of a squeak. "Each…other?" Flonne nodded, and Colette forced her voice back to normal before going on. "Y-you're right! W-we're gonna have lots of fun together!"

Flonne grinned happily as she looked about. "So many movies, so many kinds of food…"

"And so much more…"

"Yeah! Hey, what time is it? I think it's about bed time…"

Colette looked at the window. "Well, it is dark outside, so it must be getting late."

"Ok, night!" Flonne pulled out a blanket, apparent planning to sleep where she was.

"Night? You mean you're gonna…"

"Sleep, yeah."

Colette shook her head. "N-no, I mean…you're gonna sleep…here…on…" she couldn't finish, and blushed a bit again.

Flonne paused for a second before realizing what Colette meant. "Oh, is it a problem?"

"Um, no, not at all. I was just surprised, that's all…"

"Why not? It's a great pillow!"

"I-I'm glad you l-like it…" said Colette, her voice squeaking a bit once more.

"Something up?"

"N-no, nothing!" Colette smiled nervously while giving a fake giggle.

"C'mon, if you can't trust another angel, who can you trust?"

"It's nothing, really. I'm fine!"

"Alright. Night, Colette!" Flonne rolled over a bit, getting comfortable.

'I feel so weird…' Colette thought to herself. 'Why does she make me feel this way? And why did it feel so good when she was rubbing my tummy?' She watched as Flonne finished getting cozy, blushing a bit more than she already was. 'This…this feels so nice. But why? Why am I all flustered like this? I barely even know her…'

Colette noticed Flonne had left the T.V. on. She spotted the remote within her reach, and remembered Flonne showing her how to turn the screen on and off, so she slowly took hold of it, hitting the power button. Setting the device to one side, she slowly thought over everything that had happened so far. She paid special attention to when she rethought about parts like when Flonne had starting running her finger along her very full belly.

'I guess…it must have felt good because my tummy hurt so much.' She smiled, making herself a bit more comfy in preparation to sleep as well. 'Yeah, I'm just all excited cause I'm in a new place, with lots to do, and a new friend. And when she was rubbing my tummy, if felt nice cause it was hurting.' She gave a big yawn, feeling ready to drift off to slumber-land. 'But still…these good feelings…they kinda remind me of the way I feel around Lloyd…but how could that be…?' Though she wanted to find an answer, she was unable to, as sleep claimed her.

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The first two guest are well under way! But next chapter, a new guest arrives...and leaves Steel feeling like his whole world is being turned upside down. Who is it? You'll have to stay tuned to find out!