Hey, peeps! I am sooooooooo happy! 53 reviews and I haven't even finished the story yet! If I keep getting ideas, this could go on quite a while.

"Yeah! Pretzel can stay longer if you review more!"

Pretzy! Now people won't want to review! Sigh… let's just move on. (oh, and a note to captain deoxys, yes, Pretzel will be Godzilla sized in this Chappie. But, maybe not exactly as you wanted him to…)

Chapter 8: Principle Pretzel

"Happy birthday to me!" Pretzel stormed into the kitchen, knocking into Oxnard and causing him to spill seed juice all over himself.

"We, um, know that, Pretzel!" Cappy said. He looked around at the other hams; their blank expressions were enough to tell him that they had no idea it was Pretzel's birthday either.

"We, erm, got you a very special present." Boss sweated. "Panda, why don't you tell him more about his wonderful present."

Well, err, um, you see…" Panda stuttered. "it's a, erm, present, you know, from, like, all of us at the clubhouse. Yeah! That's it! Pashy'll tell you more"

"You see, Pretzel, we, umm, are giving you a chance to be, erm…"

"Ham-Ham principle for a day!" barked Hamtaro. All the hams sighed in agreement.

"YEAH YEAH! Pretzel be Boss! Pretzel be Boss!" The ham's looks of relief were replaced with a look of utmost horror. Pretzel, Boss for a day? AAAAHHHHHHH!

"You moron, Hamtaro!" Boss called, waiting for Pretzel to finish his cake. (which looked suspiciously like a seed that had been painted)

"Guys, just deal with it. What's done is done." Sandy uttered.

"You won't feel that way after you hear his first order." Jingle mumbled, darkly, "He wants us to dress up like ducks and let him ride us." Cappy's eye twitched.

Twenty minutes later, the hams looked around at the feathery mess that stood before them. Coated in feathers and bills taped onto their mouths, this was truly the most disgracing scene in the hamster's furry lives.

"Alright! Who's gonna let me ride them?" Nobody spoke. "Oh, Pretzel gets it! You don't want to be unfair to anybody! Pretzel had idea. If Pretzel grows really big, Pretzel can ride all of you!"

Panda was to humiliated to argue so he darted into his room, (still wearing a duck suit) and pulled out the radioactive pie. This time, Pretzel ate the whole pie! Pretzel began to quake. His ears enlarged to the size of dinner plates. His paws grew to be kickball sized and his tiny, pea shaped eyes were now as large as baseballs! He was now as large as Ham-zilla, the menacing furry creature only seen in ham theatre!

Pretzel plopped himself down on the ham hams. They squirmed, but could not get out. Eventually, they had to carry him. Even Boss was exhausted. The carried him outside, where he could not hurt the clubhouse. This proved to be a big mistake.

Pretzel decided he wanted to play smash the town with his giant monster claws. The hams had a worried expression on their faces as Pretzel ran off towards the ham-town.

"URRRRRGWAAA!" Pretzel yelled, stomping on a cart of seeds. The salesman looked devastated. Pretzel moved on to the bakery. He swiped all of the seed tarts and gulped them down without even swallowing! The town was a mass of chaos now. Hams went flying everywhere; becoming air born due to Pretzel's large stomps. Families were packing up and getting into their hamster wheels.

"What's going on!" yelled one passing civilian. "And why are you in a ducky suit?

"Don't ask." The hams sighed. Eventually, Pretzel shrunk to his normal size. His next order was for a scoop of double chunk chocolate seed ice cream. The ice cream shop was trashed to bits, and the glass cases containing the ice cream were shattered, so Pretzel simply had to sit in the ice cream and eat. He piled scoop after scoop into his mouth, finally going into an ice cream coma.

"He'll wake up in a few hours" Maxwell stated after the hams had dragged Pretzel back to the clubhouse.

"Goodie." Panda uttered.

"Cinnamon wants ice cream too!"

"Go to bed!" Cappy yelled.

"OK" Cinnamon collapsed on the floor next to her brother. The hams filed out of the room, all except Stan.

"Well…" Stan whispered, pulling out a black sharpie, "as long as they're asleep…"

When Stan left, Pretzel and Cinnamon each had a long, black mustache.

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