Author's Note:
This chapter was based on a real event, believe it or not. Sorry, really short this time.
Wheatley was at home today. His assigned Grandmother was going to cook brownies.
"Brownies? What are they?"
"What do you MEAN, what are they? They're delicious chocolate squares!"
"Can I make them?"
"Erm… You can…try?"
Wheatley grabbed all of the ingredients and got to work.
"4 cups sugar….SUGAR?" Wheatley was dying to finish them now! "Now, 2 eggs, chocolate mix, water…" He added all of the ingredients and then stirred… 'thoroughly' as the recipe said.
"Now, put it in the oven and cook for 30 min. "Ok. Here goes…"
Wheatley shoved the tray with globs of brown goo into the oven. Looked disgusting now, but he couldn't wait for them to be finished.
As the brownies cooked, Wheatley's Dad talked about cooking dinner.
"Can I do it? I just cooked brownies, I can sure as heck cook macaroni."
"I don't know about that… All right, ok. Try it. But ask if you need help."
"Ok!"
Wheatley grabbed the box of macaroni and began cooking. He poured macaroni into a pot of boiling water.
"I'm really hungry, so let's just pour in the whole box!" And he did. Wheatley poured the ENTIRE BOX of macaroni into the pot. It overflowed with macaroni. Oh, dang. Wheatley thought.
Later, dinner was served. Lots of macaroni and lemonade. It was enjoyed, but everyone was beyond full afterward.