In the evil bad guy base, or wherever the hell Nergal and his morphs hang out; they discussed a plan. Nergal laughed manically, "So… that old bat RICK has his army doing jobs because he's in debt. How pathetic!"

Ephidel looked inside their vault of gold and treasures and only seeing cobwebs before saying, "Sire, we aren't doing so well ourselves."

Nergal put a hand to his face, "Yes… I guess we're not…"

Ephidel looked over to Nergal, "Sire?"

Nergal suddenly snapped, "Well you know the saying! Love your enemy as your friend! Come my morphs!"

Nergal pulled Denning, Ephidel, Sonia, and Limstella forward. They were all forced to hold hands as Nergal ran around, pulling them and cheering, "Love love loooovveee!"

When Denning looked as though he would throw up, Nergal stopped, "Ehem… well you've heard the saying: keep your friends close but your enemies closer right?"

Ephidel nearly had it, "Sire, before you make us prance around again, may I ask… What the HELL are you smoking!"

Nergal smiled, "Nothing but the usual my servant… Now, take your To-do list and do as it says. We have no more time for prancing."

Before either of them could protest, Nergal pushed Ephidel and Limstella out the door with the To-Do list in Ephidel's hand.

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Erk yelled as ferocious hands tugged at his cloak and pinned him down. He screamed a few times and felt as reality itself was being tugged the same way. In the Pit of Obsessed Fan Girls and any sane person would feel that way. Well… maybe not Jaffar… Anyway, suddenly, it all stopped. Erk looked up to see Ephidel cast one fan girl's hair on fire and Limstella dragging two girls by their ankles and throwing them across the pit.

The fighting got so gruesome that Erk had to hide his head in his hands to avoid being splattered by guts. Also he closed his eyes at times so that his mind wouldn't be scarred for life. Erk we finally looked up, he saw Limstella doing wrestling moves on the last few fan girls. After it was over Erk didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"What are you Nerg-lings doing here?" Erk finally asked after a few moments of silence.

Limstella put her hands on her hips, "We Nerg-lings are saving your pathetic ass!"

Ephidel shrugged and said, "It says 'Save Erk' on the To-do list, we do what the To-do orders. The To-Do list is life, the To-Do list is the almighty one…"

Erk's expressionless face told the morphs that it was time to go.

Limstella and Ephidel teleported Erk out of the pit and vanished.

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Ephidel checked and read over the list. "It says that he already got us jobs… It says here that I have to work in a restaurant and you're working in something called a 'Dry Cleaners' Also Sonia, you are to go work in a bakery."

Sonia cheered, "Oh, goodie!"

Limstella rolled her eyes but headed in the direction of the nearest dry cleaner. Ephidel sighed and walked into a French-looking restaurant. Sonia giggled to herself and headed to the bakery.

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Ephidel leaned against the counter in the waiters' uniform. He held a clipboard in hand with a list of reservations.

Suddenly a family entered the restaurant. "Good day sir." said an old looking fellow of the family.

Ephidel looked at the clipboard and asked, "Do you have a reservation?"

The man nodded and answered, "Callahan family."

Ephidel put the clipboard down and looked at his nails, bored out of his mind, "Your tables aren't ready yet. Please wait here."

The man looked at all the empty tables. "The tables aren't even being used."

The annoyed glare from Ephidel gave him a smart idea to not question him. Instead the man began to converse with him as the rest of his family walked around. Baaaddd move. Look, I'm a lamb.

"So… how long have you been doing this?" the man asked.

Ephidel looked up at him, "Actually, it's my first day."

"Do you enjoy the restaurant feeling?"

Ephidel stood up, "What the hell are you mumbling about? Restaurant feeling?"

The man smiled, "I live by the feeling of doing paperwork."

Ephidel raised an eyebrow, "No, you live by breathing."

The man, being as nice as he was, ignored Ephidel's bold and crude statement. "When's our table going to be ready?"

Ephidel noticed some other people coming in, "Hold it, old man." The man watched as Ephidel seated the people and left him and his family standing and watching with anger.

The man finally was getting agitated, "Do you have the slightest idea of what you're doing?"

Ephidel looked at the man with a stubborn look in his eyes, "I've been doing this for years."

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Sonia stood wearing a large chef hat and an apron that read, "Kiss the chef" She held a bowl and wooden spoon in her hand. Children of all ages stood around her.

She giggled to herself, "Now children, it's time to bake some cookies… If you know what I mean…"

The children watched Sonia discombobulated. A few parents took their kids and told Sonia that she was 'Sick!' or 'that's just plain wrong!' However, most of the kids just stayed.

Sonia smiled. She looked at the large bowl full of cookie dough, "Look at all this cookie dough! We'll need a large oven for this one… if you know what I mean…"

She pretended to sigh, "Aww… but first we need to cut the cookies into some cute designs! You wouldn't want to spoil the fun of baking cookies, would you, children! If you know what I mean…"

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Limstella stood with her hands on her hips. A large man looked at a clipboard for her job registration.

"So… your name is… er… Li--…Spagetta. And you want a job here because…?"

Limstella rolled her eyes, "I don't want a job here, but my lord is making me get one."

The man looked at her, "Would that be your recommendation?"

Limstella looked shocked, "Me! With Lord Nergal? I never thought about our relationship like that…"

The man cocked his head, "Erm… I said recommendation."

Limstella sighed, "Oh… What's that?"

END OF CHAPTER 3

Jaffar held up a sign that read, 'Well that concludes the All about Morphs Chapter.'

RICK smiled, "I er… couldn't have…wrote it better myself!"

Jaffar's sign now read, 'You're the one who did this to me you bastard.'

RICK ignored Jaffar's crude statement. "Well Adios and I'm sorry if this was a little short, I had writers block. Oh and Tu baln de pen and forma de rosca."

Sonia held up a wooden spoon and said, "Make sure to tune in for next chapter, if you know what I mean!"

Jaffar's sign read, 'EWWww'