This idea came to me as soon as I read the topic. I couldn't think of anything else, despite the fact that I really don't like the story I structured around it. Sorry for inserting my characters again.

Wrong

There is nothing more wrong than Rocky Mountain Oysters.

Erika was typing away at her laptop, trying desperately to finish her midterm paper so she could go to the movie that night. She has paused to think how to word something when she heard some voices outside her window.

"So, what are Rocky Mountain Oysters?" Erika got up with a start and ran to the window. Timmy, Manny, and Jenny were sitting on the bench outside the library, looking at a flyer. Erika rushed out to talk to them.

"What are you guys looking at?" She asked them with a strained voice.

"Oh we were just checking out this poster I found in the mail today." Manny explained. He handed the flyer to Erika. It was an invite to a Rocky Mountain Oyster cook-off. Erika looked at the three on the bench.

"Do any of you even know what Rocky Mountain Oysters are?"

"That's what I was asking Jenny." Timmy replied. Jenny shrugged.

"Oysters from mountain lakes?" She guessed.

Erika cringed. "No, I wish it was just that. Eugh…"

"Why, what is it?" Everyone asked her excitedly.

"You don't want to know." The teenage girl asserted.

"Oh come on, we can handle it." Manny assured her.

"I said you don't want to know." Erika insisted, "Now, who sent you…" She trailed off as her cousin Dave walked up.

"Hey Erika, you mom wants you to come home for dinner." He spied the flier in her hand. "What'cha got there?"

"Someone was trying to invite Manny to a Rocky Mountain Oyster cook-off." Erika explained. Dave laughed.

"Erika won't tell us what they are." Timmy told the older boy.

Dave smirked. "Yeah Erika, tell them what they are."

"I am not going to discuss something so sick and wrong. I feel like I need to throw up just thinking about it." Erika folded her arms.

"Fine, I'll tell them." Dave said, "They're steer—"

"DAVID!" Erika shouted at him, "This is going online!"

Dave rolled his eyes. "Don't call me David…" He muttered while he pulled out a pen and wrote it on the flyer.

Jenny, Manny, and Timmy gasped.

"That is sick." Jenny literally pulled out some bleach and poured a little on her head.

"You were right, I didn't want to know." Timmy agreed with Erika.

"That's got to be the grossest thing I've ever heard of." Manny said blankly. "…Cool!" Dave gave him a high-five. Erika face-palmed.

"So, like I was saying, who on Earth sent this to you?" Erika asked.

"I don't know, it didn't have a name on it." Manny said.

"Does it have an address?" Dave grabbed the poster from his cousin. "Hey, this is Dag and Norbert's address!"

"Oh, they're finally getting you back for that April Fool's Day prank last year!" Timmy elbowed Manny.

Erika wondered if she was surprised that the beavers would stoop this low for a prank. She concluded that no, she wasn't.

"Well, what are you going to do about it?" Dave asked.

Manny thought for a moment. "I think I've got a pretty good plan…"

If you really want to know what Rocky Mountain Oysters are… How do I put this cleanly… They're the reproductive organ of a steer that has been prepared to look and taste like oysters. At least that's what I've been told. I've never really seen any Rocky Mountain Oysters. I make a point of avoiding the reproductive organs of steers. Have fun with the cliffhanger.