"WELL, IT WAS A RELATIVELY BORING SATURDAY AFTERNOON OVER AT ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE'S PLACE, BUT THAT WAS ABOUT TO CHANGE VERY QUICKLY! THE DOORBELL RANG AND BULLWINKLE WENT TO GO GET IT."

"Helloooo?" Bullwinkle asked, then gazed down to notice the small, rather pale man.

"Uh, pie deleevery for Rocket J. Sqvirrel?!" The man asked with a heavy accent, holding out a box with a ribbon on it.

"Thanks, mister!" Bullwinkle replied, taking the box, then noticed that the man sounded awfully familiar. "Say, uh, mister, where are you from?"

"…Vhy, Pottsylwania!" The man replied.

"THERE WAS A LONG PAUSE BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM, BEFORE BULLWINKLE REPLIED;"

"Oh, I've been there! It's lovely this time of year!"

"Sure ees, keedo!" The man replied.

"BULLWINKLE CLOSED THE DOOR AND WENT INSIDE THE HOUSE."

"MWEHEHEH!!" Boris ripped off his disguise then walked over to a small bush where Natasha was hiding. "NETESHA, I deed eet! I geeve moose and skurrl pie vit EENFLATION SERUM!"

"Ah, brilliant, dollink!" Natasha replied, a huge, malicious smile on her face. "Once skurrl takes bite of pie, he vill be too fat to fly!!"

"Yu sarrit!" Boris cackled alongside Nat.

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"Duh, hey, Rock…" Bullwinkle placed the pie on the kitchen table. "You order a pie by any chance…from some place called…" He checked the logo on the box. "Deviantart delight?"

"Nope.." Rocky replied. "But I'll try some, what flavor is it?"

"Blueberry!" Bullwinkle happily opened up the box and cut himself and Rocky a slice. Before he could take a bite, he smelled the filing, and realized something was off…

"Say, Rock, I don't think you should—"

"Nonsense," Rocky replied, taking a bite of the pie and swallowing. "—it's just a pie, what could possibly—"

"IMMEDIATELY, ROCKY'S FUR TURNED FROM GRAY TO LIGHT BLUE, AND THEN SOMETHING REALLY WEIRD HAPPENED…"

"HOKEY SMOKES!" Rocky exclaimed, noticing his stomach beginning to round out. "I'm blowin' up!!"

"YES, POOR ROCKY WAS NOW INFLATING AT A RAPID PACE…HE CONTINUED TO BLOW UP UNTIL HIS FACE WAS VERY SWOLLEN AND HIS ENTIRE BODY WAS COMPLETELY SPHERICAL, AND DWARFED BULLWINKLE IN SIZE…"

"Boy, I knew that thing had a lot of calories…" Bullwinkle replied, poking the inflated Rocky.

"Wha do we do, Buhwibkle?!" Rocky exclaimed, his swollen face muffling his words a little bit.

"BULLWINKLE TOOK AROUND AN HOUR TO THINK, ROCKY KNEW THIS BECAUSE SMOKE STARTED TO COME FROM WITHIN HIS EARS. SUDDENLY, IT STOPPED."

"—I think I know how I can fix this, Rock." Bullwinkle replied.

"Y'do?!" Rocky exclaimed, attempting to move his body around.

"Yep!" Bullwinkle replied. "I heard Mr. Peabody's got a candy makin' laboratory! Maybe he could help you shrink down to normal!"

"Well, wa're we wai'in for?" Rocky smiled. "Roll meh owt!!"

"AND SO, WITH A SHOVE OF HIS MIGHTY MOOSE MUSCLE, BULLWINKLE ROLLED THE ENORMOUS, JUICE-FILLED SQUIRREL OUT OF THE HOUSE AND DOWN THE ROAD. MAKE SURE TO BE WITH US NEXT TIME FOR "A world of pure consternation!" OR "Bull-wonka!"!"