The Snow Scouts Have An Adventure!

Summary: Cheesy…fondue.

Disclaimer: Champagne blah blah blah.

Chapter Five: Doughnuts Make Me Go Nuts

"Guys!" Agent Pink whispered urgently to the rest of the Snow Scouts, "We need to get out of here for the next episode of 'Trapped In A Smelly Room'! Get out of bed!"

"But I don't want to," whined Agent Fluffy.

"DO IT ANYWAY!" Agent Pink yelled stupidly, which caused Carmy to wake up and barge into the room.

"WHO'S STEALING MY LASAGNA!" Carmy shrieked, not quite awake yet, and lunged towards the closest Snow Scout.

"ARGH!" the Snow Scout screamed in pain as he was tackled by the smelly and curly-haired aspiring break-dancing actress criminal dentist movie-star.

"GIVE ME MY TASTY PASTA SNACK!" Carmy hollered, "OR YOU SHALL DESPAIR!"

"I'm already despairing, does that count?" the Snow Scout whimpered fearfully.

"NO!" Carmy screamed, "GIVE ME MY ITALIAN MORSELS OF GOODNESS!"

"But I don't have any Italian morsels of goodness!" the Snow Scout cried.

"I do!" Violet announced, waltzing in and carrying a gigantic piece of lasagna shaped like a poodle.

Carmy jumped off of the Snow Scout, eyes widened.

"GIVE ME THAT!" she commanded, "OR SUFFER!"

"But…but…but…" Violet burst into tears

Agent Pink seized her chance. "Everyone! Let's go!" she said impatiently, pulling the tackled Snow Scout up from where he had fallen as the two girls continued their argument involving cheesy pasta-riffic noodle poodles.

So they all ran to the set of 'Trapped In A Smelly Room'.

But they didn't recognize the director. They got frightened.

"Is this 'Trapped In A Smelly Room'?" asked Agent Poptart nervously.

"No," the woman said, "This is 'Trapped In A Small-y Room'. 'Trapped In A Smelly Room' is over there." She pointed to a door towards their right.

"Oh," Agent Poptart said, "I see."

They ran to the door and one of the Snow Scouts pulled it open. They ran inside, hoping they weren't too late.

The director didn't notice them. He was running around a song.

"OOH, SONGS!" the Snow Scouts said happily. The Snow Scouts liked songs. "WE LIKE SONGS!" the Snow Scouts added.

So they ran around and sang, too.

"DOUGHNUTS MAKE ME GO NUTS!" one Snow Scout sang, prancing around.

"DOUGHNUTS ARE OH-SO, OH-SO SUGARY!" another sang, twirling.

"DOUGHNUTS DON'T GIVE ME CUTS!" yet another sang, jumping up and down.

"DOUGHNUTS DON'T HAVE BUTTS!" Agent Fluffy added helpfully.

"But they do have sugary frosting!" Agent Pink announced.

"YAY!" everybody said in unison.

"J'aime chanter au sujet des beignets!" Agent NOT UNDERSTAND! said joyously.

"HUH!" all the other Snow Scouts said in confusion.

"DON'T TALK ABOUT WHAT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" the director shrieked to all the non-French Snow Scouts, "I'LL DEAL WITH THIS!"

So he chased after the French Snow Scout.

"ZUT ALORS!" Agent NOT UNDERSTAND! shrieked, running away.

All the other Snow Scouts went back to the Carmelita.

Unfortunately, Violet and Carmy were still fighting.

"GIVE ME THE CHEESY PASTA-RIFFIC NOODLE POODLE!" Carmy roared, tugging at one end of the noodle poodle.

"NO! ITS MY FERMENTED DAIRY PRODUCT-COVERED, CURLY-HAIRED CANINE-SHAPED NOODLE!" Violet argued.

Everybody ate popcorn and watched them fight.

"YEAH! GO VIOLET!" all of them yelled, as they all obviously hated Carmy.

"SHUT UP!" Carmy howled, still tugging at the noodle. Suddenly, she got an idea. "I'LL GIVE YOU A TACO IF YOU GIVE ME THE NOODLE!" she shrieked.

Violet's eyes widened. At the mere mention of tacos her mouth began to water. She dropped the noodle in agreement. Carmy kicked her out of the room, yelling, "SUCKA!"

"I WIN!" Carmy announced, "AND I don't have to make anybody tacos!"

The Snow Scouts groaned.

"I ALWAYS WIN!" Carmy bragged, ignoring the group of kids. She paraded out of the room.

All was silent for a few minutes.

Agent Avie Lard Moo finally said sadly, "I wish I had a fermented dairy product-covered, curly-haired canine-shaped noodle."

And although none of the other Snow Scouts admitted that they wished the same, they all did.

Then noodle poodles fell down from the ceiling and everyone got their wishes.

"HOORAY!" they all shrieked, running around with their noodles.

"Je suis très heureuse!" the French Snow Scout said happily, randomly appearing.

Then everyone's eyes widened in surprise. They all ran over and attacked her with their noodles.

"AU SECOURS!"

THE END of Chapter Five