[Chu Chu Rocket, Phantasy Star Online, Chuih, ChuBei, ChuPea, ChuBach, KapuKapu, Chu Chu, and all other related indicia to either PSO or CCR are copyright Sonic Team and SEGA. Some Cu Chu characters copyright MFZ team (which is me, Hypes)]
"Step right up and get you nice-a hot fresh cake! Made especially for you!" The Italian chu chuette called from the truck. Carefully, Chuih, ChuBei, and Mag approached.
"Woah dood! How'd you know I was coming?" ChuBei asked. After all she did say 'just for you'.
"Hey! What are you doing down here, not just on the surface of Ragol, but miles below the surface in a monster infested cavern?!" Chuih cried out.
"Well, we were on the the third floor, but things gota so boring there, so we-a moved downa here." The chuette replied.
"PIE! GIMME PIE!" ChuBei screamed.
"Will you hurry up and give the damn mouse some pie?! He's starting to flood the cave with his drool!" Mag complained.
"Well, what do you know, he actually is! It's a good thing this is a floating truck! Here sir, have some PIE!" The chuette gave the pie to ChuBei, who took it without question. Within mere seconds, the pie was gone.
"Hey, dude. That pie was free!" Chuih high fived his large friend.
"Wait a moment here! Nothings for free! What up with that pie?" Mag stated.
"There's a bomb inside!" The cake chu chu girl giggled.
"A BOMB!" Both male chu chus screamed.
"Yup, a bomb! I'm working for Black Paper, don't cha know. He he he!" the pie girl laughed.
"Well, can you take it out?" Chuih asked dearly.
"Sure! One sec!" The girl disappeared into the truck.
"Hold on! She put a bomb in the pie for you ta eat…and is now gonna take it out for no reason?! That don't make sense!" Mag criticized.
"Well, maybe she's just nuts. After all, she's working for Black Paper, the internationally known space pirate organization!" Chuih replied.
"So, if we just got the cake truck and now we know about Black Paper…what about all the other Guild Quests? Didn't we have to do battle training and Magnitude of Metal first?" ChuBei questioned.
"Who cares! You gotta bomb inside you cus you ate pie!" Mag yelled.
"Have you ever noticed how funny the word pie is? I mean, it's almost as funny as the word poop!" Chuih smiled.
"Dood! Poop! Hahahahahha!" ChuBei laughed.
Suddenly, all three of the hunters (and hunter equipment) laughed hysterically. Even the pie maker inside the truck was laughing. It just goes to show you that the word poop is 100% gold. If you are a comedian, always use the word poop at least once in your skit. Pie is as equally as funny. Try to use that as much to. And while your at it, tell the joke about Suzy at band camp…you know, the band camp joke. Oh never mind. Back to the story.
From inside the truck, a pink mag emerged, slowly and pitfully. "Meep Moop Meep."
Through tears of laughter, the three noticed it. "Dood, what it say?" ChuBei asked.
"Hahaha! Oh. Wheh. Someone come over here and wipe my eyes. I'm still laughing just thinking about the word poop. Bwahahahahaha oh poop." Mag was hysterical.
"DOOD! WHAT DID IT SAY?!" Both chu chus roared.
"What? Oh, it said that the pie maker killed herself with pie slicer laughing so hard. …Oh, poop…hehehehe." Mag giggled.
"What?! But now I've got this bomb in mah' belly!" ChuBei freaked.
"Don't worry mate! I'll get it out!" Chuih put on a docters mask.
"Oh boy. I gotta see this. MmmHmmm." If Mag could roll his eyes, he would have.
"Chuih, have you ever performed surgery before?" ChuBei asked.
"Uh…no…" Chuih sighed. "..But this message machine will tell me!"
"What?!" The two others were surprised.
"Listen!" Chuih placed the message machine near his bomb-digesting friend.
"Nanodragons are tough. They like to feed off the enemy to make them stronger. Kill it first. …in case you eat a pie that has a bomb in it, get your buddy to perform open stomach surgery. This is how…"
An hour and a half later…
"And that should do it. I wish I had a buddy…" The message finally finished.
"See, told you it would help." Chuih grinned.
"Dood! The bomb is still ticking in my stomach! Start the operation!" ChuBei yelled.
"Geez! O.K…"
Another hour and a half passes by…
"There, all finished." Chuih took his mask off.
"Wow! Your better at practicing surgery than I thought!" ChuBei thanked his friend.
"Alright people. WHAT DO WE DO ABOUT THIS BOMB!?" Mag shrieked.
"Uh, we throw it in the truck!" Chuih picked up the bomb and threw it in to the pie truck. In a matter of seconds, the truck exploded into a million pieces.
"And now we drive the truck out of here." Chuih finished.
"…what truck?" ChuBei responded.
"Nothing was on the ground, save ashes of the once beautiful Black Paper pie truck. All was in vain.
"O.K…Ley's go find Red Ring ChuPea!" Chuih said.
"Right! But in order to celebrate my life being saved, I hereby commend a game of POGs!" ChuBei winked.
"Righty-O!"