Angel: Sorry for the delay, I'm dealing with financial issues with my bank because they want to be dumb -_-

A PJ McFlubbusters employee places down two large burgers with cheese, tentacles, and squids. "The SeaGriddle Double Stack Squid Bomb!" Randy announces and Amy gags at the sight of it.

"Five slices of cheese. Ten tentacles!" Howard's eyes widen as he takes a hold of his.

"Crammed between two Chili Ranch Inkrito buns!"

"I heard whatever this thing's made of was fed nothing but habanero peppers and chocolate milkshakes!" Howard points out and Amy rubs a temple next to Randy, her food not having arrived yet. She didn't want to try the new burger because she'd lose her gag reflex after throwing up for a solid minute, no joke. She was definitely not missing out on anything...

"The heat and the sweet!" Randy laughs and Howard takes a bite. Amy groans a bit from the description, it didn't sound appetizing. Randy does as well, but suddenly he crunches on something hard. He reaches into his mouth...and pulls out a chicken beak. "What the honk? Is that a beak?"

"I'm gonna throw up!" Randy groans as he holds it away from him. Amy visibly gags, covering her mouth.

"Oh my god, that's disgusting!"

"No, no, no, no! What are you doing?" Howard protests to him. "Don't you know the rule about finding something in your food?"

"There's a rule about that?" Randy asks in confusion while his friend looks over to an employee coming over with Amy's order.

"Pardon me," He calls out. "My friend just bit into his SeaGriddle and found this!" He holds up the beak.

"Whoa, whoa. Is that a beak?" The employee then gets squeamish. "I'm gonna throw up!" He turns around and throws up all over Amy's food.

"You know what, I wasn't that hungry anyway after I saw the beak," Amy holds up a hand, shaking her head.

"I'm terribly sorry about these," He gestures to the beak and her food. "These meals are on the house."

"Yeah, for starters," Howard glances to the other two smugly. He puts on some glasses and Amy rolls her eyes at him. Of course he would be all over this... "Hmm. We'll also have the meatball skins, catfish ticklers, and a couple three macaroni slammers," He then takes a deep breath, flipping a page. "Let's see what page two has to offer."

"Howard, don't you think you're talking advantage of this?" Randy whispers to him.

"Yeah. It was only a beak and a ruined meal," Amy shrugs at him.

"Of course I'm taking advantage! This is how the world works," Howard argues back. "When the Gravy Train pulls into Good Times Station, you get on board. Ah choo-choo!"

"Um, let's throw in a basket of country fried cheese. Choo-choo. Wink."

"Ugh," Amy pinches her nose, looking up at the employee. "Just bring me what I wanted and a sundae for me."

The Nomicons buzz from their bags. "No! This is your Nomicon now!" Howard points at the menu angrily, as the Nomicons would wonk their cheese as usual.

"Just keep ordering. We'll take care of this."

The two shloomp into the books, spinning around until they land in a shop. They see a doodle Ninja and Kuonichi arriving. There's a sign in front of a pot full of pennies, saying 'take a penny.' However, the doodle Ninja takes multiple. With his pockets stuffed, he walks off, the pennies falling out. A dragon suddenly appears from the sky, but before they could fight, the pennies cause the doodle Ninja to fall. He crashes into his partner, the two humans walking up to the floating pennies.

"A Ninja who takes more than he needs gets more than he wants. Yeah, that's exactly what I need: more than I want! Ah choo-choo, Nomicon!"

"Well, I only want what I asked for, and nothing more," Amy crosses her arms. "It feels wrong to cash in on more than we need for a simple beak. Besides, I already know how this is gonna end: with you ending up with nothing."

"See, that's why we work together: You find the morals, and I do it anyway to learn a lesson!"

She rolls her eyes in amusement before they're swallowed up by the dragon.

Randy sits up once they wake up at the table. "Nomicon is totally fine with us ridin' the Gravy Train!" Randy gasps sharply as a mountain of food is all over their table, including Amy's order.

"And here's your Steamed Tofurkey Platter," The employee states, to their confusion.

"Tofurkey?!"

"Yeah, the Gravy Train kinda derailed on the Skinny Menu," Howard informs them.

"So if there's nothing else-"

"I thought I just ordered the whole menu. Is there something else?" Howard grins, getting kicked underneath the table by Amy. He turns to glare at her.

"No, there's nothing else," The employee informs him.

"There's gotta be something else," Randy looks around while Amy takes a bite out of her sundae. "Hm..." He looks at the back of the menu to see the owner and founder on the back. He gasps sharply at the picture. "We demand an audience with PJ McFlubbuster."

The two employees gasp while Amy coughs in surprise, dropping her fork.

"No one meets Mr. Flubbuster! He never leaves his whimsical castle factory!" The manager states while the employee shakes in fear.

"Well, I got a beak and a best friend whose sister has the third most popular MeCast in Norrisville. And a girlfriend whose parents work for McFist! So, are we going online and to the man who sponsors your ads, or are we going to the factory?"

"I'm sure I can arrange something," The manager states nervously as the two walk away.

"Something!" The two boys high-five.

"You guys scared the poor men just now," Amy narrows her eyes, crossing her arms. "I hope that was worth BLACKMAIL."

"It will be! Just be a passenger on the Gravy Train, and let us handle the rest," Randy grins, gesturing to himself.

"I have no doubt you'll get yourselves shoobed," She mutters to herself, slowly shaking her head.

McFist is at a nearby table, peeking over his shoulder. "Mmm..." He calls someone on the phone. "Commodore Clucker? Hannibal McFist here? Guess what I just heard." He waits for the person to answer and then smiles widely. "Oh-ho man, you stink at guessin'!"


"Wow, Cunningham," Howard comments to Randy as the two boys are riding their bikes. Amy is in front, riding her scooter down the road. "You really went right for the jugular back there."

"Who knew I was so good at blackmailing people?" Randy asks in response, causing his girlfriend to roll her eyes.

"Oh, give me a break," She comments to them. "All of this just for a beak..."

A gold and white limo pulls up to them and they stop in their tracks. The window slightly pulls down to reveal a chicken head.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo, little lady and boys," The window goes down further to reveal Charlie Clucker. "Name's Commodore Charlie Clucker. You the lot what's headin' to the McFlubbuster factory?"

Amy raises a brow, glancing at the two before turning back to him. "Uhh, how did you know that?"

"Yeah, we are what's them," Randy answers slowly. "But she's right, how'd you know that when we haven't told anyone?"

"I, uh, I don't see how that's your business. Throw them buggies in the back. I'll give ya a lift."

Randy looks towards the brunette, who shrugs at him cluelessly. They're a bit skeptical, since they're the only ones who knew about the visit. They decided to accept the ride, since it would take a while to get to the factory.

Once the limo drives off, Mr. Clucker speaks up to the trio. "I got a little proposition yous threes. Scuttlebutt is PJ McFlubbuster's cookin' up an appeteaser that'll blow my onion-holes outta the water," He lays it to them straight.

"Is Scuttlebutt a good thing?" Randy whispers to Amy.

"I think he means like a top secret kind of thing," She explains to him.

"But your onion-holes are the cheese!" Randy tells the short man.

"Indubitably!" Mr. Clucker smiles, holding up a finger. "But PJ's cracked the inside-outside onion blossom. It's like a regular blossom, but the crunch is on the inside," He presses the side of his chair to bring up the photo to Amy's right.

"Aw, man, that sounds honkin' tasty!" Randy beams at this.

"That's exactly why I need you to get me one. So's I can cut it open and deduce its gustatory prestidigitation!" Mr. Clucker offers them.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Amy waves her hands rapidly. "That sounds a lot like stealing."

"I don't know. All this cluck and dagger's starting to sound like work," Howard turns to the two.

"You don't do work anyway since we end up doing almost everything," Amy points out to him. "And besides, everyone knows that him and PJ McFlubbuster are bitter rivals, they'd do anything to get a riff at each other. Why should we get involved in it?"

"True," Howard agrees with her. "But still."

"Come on, guys, the Gravy Train has left the station!" He wraps an arm around the girl, waving his hand as he starts to daydream. "Think about it, Ames! By the time you get off, you'll have everything you ever wanted...! Chooch it or lose it!"

"I really don't like the sound of that," She cringes a bit at the thought.

"What's in it for us?" He turns to the man, ignoring the two.

"Well, now, what tickles your fancy?" He offers the tall boy.

"We want...reserved parking spots for our bikes and her scooter at your restaurant," Randy states after a few seconds. Amy looks at him wide-eyed and Mr. Clucker gasps in shock.

"Ooh-wee! You got a license to drive a bargain that hard?"

"You were right, Howard," Randy admits once they're dropped off. "That beak is getting us more than we wanted!" He starts to bike off and Amy wheels after him.

"But the point was to get something for doing nothing," Howard points out in a whiny tone. "And here we are doing something. I hate doing things!"

"Didn't stop you from making ScarfCenter or telling Heidi about me being the Kunoichi or-"

"Okay, I get it," He interrupts the smug Amy as Randy bites back a laugh. "So sometimes I do things, but that doesn't mean I like them."

They come to a stop in front of the factory, seeing the huge building in front of them. The boys chuckle and Amy just sighs, stepping off her scooter. She just wanted to get this over with so she can get off the Gravy Train...

The three step inside the factory, which is surprisingly empty.

"So-"

They flinch, gasping at the sudden voice. In the shadows, PJ McFlubbuster rolls out in his wheelchair. "You're the cheeky hooligans who have finagled your way into my home."

"Uhh, it was mostly them doing the finagling, Mr. McFlubbuster," Amy points to the two nervously. "I'm only with them to make sure they don't do something stupid."

"Wow, PJ McFlubbuster! In person!" Randy fanboys a little upon seeing him.

"The pleasure's all ours, your highness," Both Howard and Randy bow to him. Howard gives Amy a glare and she sighs a bit, curtsying to him.

"I suppose you'd like a tour of my whimsical castle factory. Gramsley~!" His robot butler pops up behind him and pushes the man down the hall.

"Choo-choo, buddy!" Randy nudges his friend, giving a smug grin. "You see that? Huh?" He nudges Amy slightly, earning an annoyed look. "Gravy Train still going strong!"

The four enter a room that reminds Amy of a certain movie. Pickle butterflies fly pats them as they're looking at a fast-food paradise-like room, complete with a ketchup river.

"Yes, this is where the magic happens," PJ introduces, the brunette's mouth open in awe.

"Oh whoa..."

"Holy cheese!"

"So Bruce..." Amy murmurs, watching a pickle butterfly avoid getting eaten by a burger fly trap. But then it gets eaten by a burger that sticks out its tongue like a frog, and it lets out a belch. Two tiny people are playing with a jello until one of them gets swallowed up in it.

"Behold, Ranch Dressing Falls," The man points to the white waterfall behind the ketchup river. Wow, robot chefs sheering a spaghetti sheep." A literal sheep with spaghetti instead of wool is being shaved for pasta. "And, blimey, a ketchup river."

"Oh, oh!" Randy gasps in awe. "Can we swim in it?!"

Howard dives his head into it to take a taste. "Gramsley! Fetch the dinner tubes!" His butler tosses the three onion ring floaties. Randy's falls underneath him since he's skinner and tall, so he has to hold it.

"These are onion rings!" Howard accuses the man.

"Oh, how astute. Don't eat them or you'll drown," PJ replies in a dry tone, activating his wheels so that they'll make him drive onto the river. The three jump in, making a big splash. As they float down the river, Amy notices a stray fry and takes one. She dips it into the ketchup river and eats it, humming in delight.

"Keep him busy. We've gotta find that blossom," Randy whispers to Howard.

"So much for my relaxing float down Ketchup River!" Howard lays down in dismay.

"Gravy train!" Randy whispers, dragging Amy along with him.

"Wha-?" She falters in confusion as he swims away from their friend and she drops her fry. Howard floats over to PJ.

"So Peej, what would be a good way to distract you?"

"Glad you asked!" He answers eagerly. He then turns to Howard fully, unaware of Randy and Amy going past him. "Permit me to regale you with a long-winded reminiscence of the last time I was distracted..." The duo go over to the edge and get out of the river.

"But my fry..." Amy pouts a bit.

"I'll get you all the fries you want once the Gravy Train makes its stop! Now come on," He takes out his mask, but she does not as she looks up. "Commence Ninja secret lab-finding mission." He looks up and sees that she's looking at the secret lab right nearby them. He has a blank look as she giggles at him. "You were gonna have me transform without even seeing that room, weren't you?"

"Well, remember when you almost had me walk out in public in an astronaut suit? It's finally coming back to haunt you!" She grins, crossing her arms.

"Hmph," He kisses her forehead and they peek into the room. They see a bud in the middle, with no security. They sneak inside and once they get close, Randy gasps sharply. He takes the bud and then it opens up to reveal that it's the onion blossom. "It's so beautiful!" He takes a sniff and then groans at the smell, almost dropping it. Then it burns his hands once he does catch it. Amy is about to help him up when he bumps into the post, causing the alarm to go off.

All of the robots surround them and they look around nervously. "So...how's it going?"

"If we transform now, we'll give away our identities!" Amy sweats a bit in fear and then PJ enters the room.

"You're here to burgle my blossom?!" He demands the two. Randy discreetly hides it in his hoodie pocket.

"No, this isn't-I mean I can see how you would think—but it's not-"

"It was Charlie Clucker!" Howard runs into the room, earning a glare from Amy. He was supposed to be distracting PJ, but by the looks of his shirt being off, wearing a towel while ketchup is all over him...he was goofing off. "He made us do it!"

"Clucker, hey?" PJ rubs his chin in thought. "Oh, yes, this has his chicken finger-prints all over it." He snaps his fingers and one of his robots brings forward a pile of junk. "Alright, change of tack. Here's the strategem: you rapscallions give him this false onion blossom." He gestures to an onion blossom made out of paper. "Then nick his secret chicken recipe and bring it to me!"

"More stealing..." Amy mutters at this.

"Eh...what's in it for us?" Randy asks with a smug grin.

"More work, I bet," Howard mutters underneath his breath.

"You're the one in the sticky wicket! There's nothing 'in it' for you!" PJ responds with a wide grin.

"Fine. Then 'nick' the recipe yourself," Randy answers back thinly.

"What do you want?" He eyes the three.

"A permanent booth at your restaurant. And top hats with our names on them," Randy offers, crossing his arms.

"I agree to your terms," PJ answers reluctantly, the two boys grinning. Randy takes the fake onion blossom. "Gramsley! Fetch my screaming pillow."

"Choo choo!" Randy pumps the air with his fist and Amy lets out a small groan. She really hoped this would end soon...


They run into Charlie Cluckers' Chicken Bucket, reaching the roof tiredly. Randy opens the door and a panting Howard lags behind the duo. Once they're in the room, the door shuts behind them and they see a death bear statue. They let out a scream, noticing all of the mounts on the wall, and all of them consisted of dead animals.

Howard shudders a bit while Amy hugs herself in fear. "This place is upsetting. We should get out of here while we still have our legs, thighs, and wings."

"You're the one who said we should take the Gravy Train!" Randy points out to him. "Besides, we're this close to getting more than we ever wanted!"

"Have you heard of the phrase 'Don't bite more than you chew'?" Amy crosses her arms at him.

"Nope!" He replies, stepping forward to her annoyance. "Hello? Commodore?"

The chair turns around and it's elevated to show the man himself. "Howdy, lady and gents. You got what I want?"

"Oh, we got more than you want," Randy replies with a cocky grin. Howard just looks like he didn't want to be there, because it's basically a chore.

"Well, then give it on over!"

Randy hands him the fake onion blossom, Howard smiling nervously. Amy just whistles lowly to herself as she looks away. She didn't want to look in his direction since the three know it's a fake.

"Wait 'chere while I go analyze this in my flavoratory," He jumps off his chair and walks off. He steps onto a platform, which lifts him up to another room.

"His flavoratory?!" Howard panics a little, turning to Randy. "He's going to figure out it's a bogus blossom!"

"Huh. Never thought the guy was that careful," Amy murmurs, rubbing her chin.

"Let's bolt before we end up like that cow!" Howard points at a wolf mount, and not a cow one. Amy pinches her nose, deciding that she wasn't going to correct him this time around...if he couldn't pronounce gravity correctly, what made her think he'd know what animal is which?

"Not until we commence Secret Recipe Finding—yep, there it is," Randy points at a book underneath glass near the door. He snatches the book, hiding it in his hoodie. He waves the two forward and they run out.

Charlie plants a piece of paper into the test tube, and it dissolves, literally melting through the test tube. He rips apart the grey paper.

"It's stuffed with newspaper!" He realizes angrily. "I've been hornswoggled!"

The trio run across the street to PJ McFlubbusters, and are met with the owner. "Outstanding. Hand over the recipe."

"Oh, we'll hand it over," Randy lightly rubs the book. "But the price just went upper." Howard and Amy both cringe at this. "Upper? Yeah, upper."

"Nobody upper-deals PJ McFlubbuster!" He exclaims angrily, the other two pulling him backwards.

"Okay, seriously? You gotta pull the brakes on this. Just give him the recipe!"

"Stop trying to make all these deals and just admit that the Gravy Train has landed," Amy shakes her head slowly. "You can only gain so much out of this."

"Tell me your demands," PJ speaks up.

"We want you to rename your restaurant after us," Randy tells him and Amy looks at him in disbelief. "PJ McAmyRandyHoward's."

"Ran! Are you crazy?!" She whispers to him. She'd be okay if it was like a sandwich or special, but no, he's asking for the entire franchise to just rename itself.

"The girl is right. That's the worst name I've ever heard. I won't do it!" PJ denies to the boy.

"Then you're not getting this," Randy reveals the book from his hoodie.

"Gramsley! Commence fisticuffs!" PJ orders, and his robot butler prepares its fists.

"Wait, there's no need to fight!" Amy protests, but the other robots charge anyway. They pile onto Randy, attacking him. Amy knocks some of them, but they manage to get the book.

"Now wallop him good in the breadbasket!" A laser zaps the head off of a robot before he's given the recipe book. The culprit is Charlie Clucker, in a mecha chicken. He's surrounded by other robot chickens.

"McFlubbuster, I shoulda known you'd triple-cross my double-cross!"

"Come and get it, child's plate," PJ eggs him on.

"Nobody calls me child's plate, senior discount!" Charlie retorts back.

"At 'em, lads!"

"Get 'em, boys!"

The two armies of robots charge at each other. The three quickly get out of dodge by hiding behind a car. Charlie laughs as he fires lasers, defeating most of the robots. One of them remains, only to get hit and then trampled. Another one fires a cannon that deems the chicken robots inoperable. Charlie growls and charges forward. Two robots plant a hot dog in a bun cannon, firing it off. The three could only stare in shock.

Then the thing hits him and all of them look away. The smoke clears, and Charlie seems to be fine. He continues running and the two robots glance up at their creator. Charlie jumps out of the suit, and when he lands, he starts fighting with PJ.

"I'll brown your biscuits!"

"Our favorite restaurants are killing each other!" Howard exclaims at the two of them. "You have to Ninja/Kuno out!"

"You're right!" Randy gasps in realization. "We gotta help PJ! Otherwise McAmyRandyHoward will never become a reality!"

Amy elbows him in the arm, giving him a glare. "Ran!"

"Ow!" He rubs his arm.

"That's not what I mean!" Howard protests to him.

"Oh, you're right! If we help Clucker, our faces could be on top of that bucket!"

Amy elbows him again with a pointed look. "Ow! Why do you keep doing that?" He turns to her, rubbing his arm yet again.

"Maybe because the lives of both of them are more important. And if you could get that into your head sooner than later, that'd be great," She pokes at his head several times. A laser hits the car behind them, causing the three to run off and hide behind another car. They peek above it to see the two owners still fighting.

"I'll bread your pudding!"

Suddenly a net captures the both of them from the sky, swiping them from the ground. "What in tarnation?" Charlie demands as they're lifted towards a helicopter.

"Uh..." They look up ahead to see McFist arriving from a smokecloud somehow. "What the juice? McFist?!" Randy asks as Amy opens her mouth in shock.

"That's right. Juice McFist! Everything went exactly according to my plan."

"Wait, what was your plan?" Howard calls out in confusion.

"To get those two knuckleheads to knock off each other's armies so I could move in on their turf! And their surf!"

"And you'd knew it would work because of their bitter rivalry," Amy narrows her eyes, clenching her fists. "But I thought Viceroy made up all your plans-" She coughs a bit awkwardly, holding up her hands in defense. "I-I'm assuming, I don't know anything, I was just the new girl a while back. Ha ha..." She sweats nervously at almost giving away the fact that she knows him and Viceroy are evil.

"Real smooth," Howard rolls his eyes at her.

"Good question, actually. He's...elsewhere, definitely not doing things that are considered bad," McFist wiggles his fingers together nervously.

Two helicopters snag the buildings, tearing them away from their spots. "Say goodbye to Clucker's and McFlubbuster's, and say hello to Hannibal McCluckerbuster's!" A restaurant in his likeness comes up, ready to take over.

"Whoa, McFist makes food now!" Howard exclaims while his friends look on in disbelief.

"Bruce-licious!"

"Guys! Really? He's the enemy, remember?!" Amy gestures to him.

"And we only serve wraps!" McFist adds in, to the boys' disappointment.

"Wraps?"

"Cunningham, wraps are the worst!" Howard complains to him.

"I know. You always think they're gonna be as good as a sandwich, but they never are..." Randy replies in disappointment.

"I mean, I myself don't hate them, but I wouldn't want a restaurant to only serve one thing," Amy points out.

"We're about to lose our two favorite restaurants, and it's all your fault!"

"My fault?!" Randy demands him.

"I for once almost agree! If you hadn't kept stringing this along, this wouldn't have happened. But at the same time, McFist was the one who set it up," Amy points a finger at his chest. A doodle of the Ninja and Kunoichi on a boat appears. The boat is filled with a bunch of coins.

"A Ninja who takes more than he needs gets more than he wants." As coins fall from the sky, they fill up the boat, causing it to sink. "Oh. I took way more than I needed, and I crashed the Gravy Train. Right into downtown wrap city!"

McFist groans upon hearing this. "I should'a called it Wrap City! That is way better!"

The wrap restaurant is about to be placed while the other two restaurants are flying away. "So, you gonna...stop those things?" Howard offers the two. "Those copter things...?"

"Yeah, yeah, we're going!"

Randy and Amy jump behind the affected car to transform, jumping on top of it once they're done. "Ninja Helicopter Snag!" They throw their scarves at one helicopter each. Once they reach the top, Ninja knocks down one robo-ape. Kunoichi spins around on her back, kicking away one off the helicopter. The two pull out their weapons at the same time with narrowed eyes.

"Ninja Leg Removal!" Ninja slices off a leg as Kunoichi throws her fans, slicing off the head of the one in front of her. Ninja kicks the second one towards the ground and then punches one away from the controls. Kunoichi tosses her scarf to grab the pilot, spinning around and tossing him off. Ninja glances up to the rotors as the robo-ape gets up.

"Ninja Helicopter Rotor Decapitation!" He tosses the robo-ape into the rotors, causing an explosion. Kunoichi sits at the front, and her helicopter is thankfully on auto-pilot. She's about to redirect the controls when Ninja's helicopter bumps into hers. She yelps, hugging the seat tightly before one of the cables snaps off.

Ninja gasps sharply as he can see Kunoichi in trouble from his position.

"Ninja Jump!" He jumps onto one of the cables, rushing over and grabbing onto the chicken on top of Clucker's restaurant. He then reaches the helicopter as the cables have already snapped off. "La la la la la, I'm cuttin' chickens down." He throws his scarf to grab Kunoichi's waist, pulling her off the helicopter. He reaches out and captures her bridal style. They then soar over to PJ McFlubbusters and he places her down gently. "Bow-bow-bow bow-bow we saved the restaurant. He then tosses a Ninja ring at the net to free the owners. "Here we go again, we're saving people now."

They immediately jump off the roof to go towards the two. "Flying into the air."

They use their scarves as parachutes once they grab hold of the two, and they land safely on the road. "Land."

McFist groans in dismay, retreating as he goes into his limo and leaves.

"Shoob," Kunoichi narrows her eyes at his cowardly escape.

"Nailed it!" Ninja replies, hand on his hips.

"Naw, you didn't!" Charlie Clucker jumps off the lap of his rival. "You put his restaurant in my space and my restaurant in his space!" Charlie Cluckers' lands on the right while PJ's lands on the left.

"Looks like I'll be receiving your post for a while, Clucker," PJ speaks up to him.

"Actually, I think I can fix that," Kunoichi cracks her fingers, letting down her hair. She spins it like a lasso and grabs PJ's, throwing it up into the air. She then turns around and grabs Cluckers', throwing it in the opposite direction. The two restaurants soar across the street, landing in their respective spots.

"Whoa there, darlin'! Those are some locks," Charlie points at her. "It's good to be back in bid'ness. How can we ever repay you, Ninja and Kunoichi?"

"Well, now that you mention it, I have always wanted a sandwich named after me, and maybe frontsies at the drive-thru? And also can I have fries that look like me?"

"Really?" Kunoichi facepalms at him. Even after what just happened, he's still shooting too big...

"Smokebomb. There it is, alright, let's get outta here," Howard thankfully drags him away.

"Thank cheese that's over," Kunoichi sags her shoulders as she walks after them, tying up her hair while doing so.


Viceroy walks up to the window in McFist's office, where the man is standing. "So I go to the dentist for an hour, and you launch an elaborate plan to take over the midscale restaurant industry?"

"At least we got lunch squared away for the next five years or so," McFist gestures to more than five years' worth...of wraps... "Wrap City. How did I miss that one?"

Viceroy takes one and then has a bite, groaning. "Wish this was a sandwich."