Mr. Clean and Chef Boyardee 3
Author's note: shit tfw you've been hiding away in the dark from your parents all day to avoid conflict and watching food videos on youtube and feel like a pathetic pile of dookie for writing bad fanfictions? lmao yeah.
Mr. Clean and Chef Boyardee were in bed together. Mr. Clean turned to look at his partner before screeching, "FUCK YOURSELF DOWN BY THE RIVER, YOU COLOSSAL SUPREME FUCKMONSTER FUCK CHEF!" Causing the chef to jolt awake.
"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Screeched Chef as he rolled off the bed. "WHAT THE HELL? Mama fucking mia." He sat up and rubbed his head. "What is your goddamn problem, you clean fucklord?"
"I REQUIRE FOOD! MAKE ME FOOD!"
"OH SO YOU CAN BITCH ABOUT HOW MY FOOD HAS NO FLAVOR, YOU SHIT-EATING FUCKNESS ULTIMATE TIT MONSTER!"
"OH, SO YOU'RE CONSIDERING YOUR OWN FOOD SHIT, AL-THE-FUCK-RIGHT THEN! I WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG! YOUR FOOD IS SHIT. PURE FUCKING SHIT."
"BUT THEN THAT MEANS YOU EAT SHIT AND LIKE TO EAT SHIT!"
Mr. Clean screeched out in anger and flung himself onto Chef Boyardee. The two got in yet another brawl, rolling around on the floor re-crashing into the nightstand, lamps, everything until they rolled down the stairs, crashing into the kitchen smashing against the stove causing it to explode into flames.
"YOU FUCKING DISGUSTING PIECE OF SHIT WITH YOUR UGLY FOOD AND UGLY FACE!" Screamed Mr. Clean as he slapped the Chef and the two rolled around. "BURN IN HELL!"
"YOU'RE A FUCKING PILE OF GARBAGE THAT CAN'T CLEAN FOR SHIT!" Screeched the chef.
The two broke the front door and crashed outside, resuming their brawl yet again out in the parking lot, screaming and rolling until they landed at Walmart to which they crashed in again rolling over an apathetic employee. "FUCK DIE!" Screeched Mr. Clean as they rolled on over all the way to the children's toy section crashing and breaking all the toys in there with their vicious struggling. Mr. Clean grabbed a barbie doll and slammed it against Chef Boyardee's head causing the chef to fall to the floor.
Chef Boyardee grabbed a toy truck and slammed it onto Mr. Clean, then he hopped into a working battery-powered miniature Hummer toy car and began driving it attempting to run over his partner. "BECOME ROADKILL, YOU FUCKLORE FUCK!" He screeched. "I WILL COOK YOUR BODY AND SEE WHO THE FUCK IS THE FLAVORLESS FUCKING SHIT FUCK!" He couldn't form words anymore from all the anger as he collided into Mr. Clean causing him to tumble over.
"YOU FUCKWAD FUCKLORD FUCK!" Screeched Mr. Clean as he fell onto the chef. "SHIT!"
"FUCK, I CAN'T SEE! I CAN'T SEE!" The chef panicked as he drove the toy hummer unable to know where it was going. It slowly crashed into a pile of Beanie Babies which immediately erupted into flames. "OH FUCK!" He stepped out of the toy car and grabbed Mr. Clean, running as fast as he could from the explosion until he got them both safely outside the store.
The entire building of Walmart violently erupted, exploded, flames roared all around. Chunks of the building flew up into the air and then rained down from the sky crushing various cars and creating injuries. Chef Boyardee saw a chunk heading towards them and quickly shoved Mr. Clean out the way to protect him from the impact. A random employee willingly stood underneath an incoming chunk of the store welcoming his end due to all the bills he had and the emotional misery he was going through.
After the chaos subsided, the two watched as the building burned down.
"Shit, that was our only main Walmart." The two walked home back to their broken-down apartment.