After being instructed by The Coon to purchase a taco for him, Seth went to Main Street, and entered Freeman's Tacos. Once he entered, he approached the counter, where the vendor, who appeared to be a black man with grey hair, had his back turned to him. He seemed to be busy with something else first.
"When you're ready, chief." Seth said to him, as he patiently waited.
He then had a look around the place. He noticed a giant cactus with a sombrero, mustache and a smiley face. He also saw a sign that read "It's Taco Tuesday!" on the wall. Seth then realised something was amiss.
"It's Sunday, right?" He asked himself.
Meanwhile, a girl with blue hair tied in a ponytail and a purple/pink outfit noticed Seth. It was one of his classmates and good friends, Sonata Dusk.
"Hiya, Seth!" She greeted cheerfully, getting his attention.
"Uh... Hey, Sonata!" Seth replied.
"Did you come here to get some lunch too?!" Sonata asked excitedly.
"No, I just came here to get Cartman a taco." Seth explained. "Besides, I already had lunch at Raisins earlier with some of the guys."
"Kay!" Sonata replied before staring ravenously at the many tacos at her table. "More tacos for me then..."
"Uh-huh... By the way, why does the sign say that it's Taco Tuesday when it's Sunday?" Seth asked.
"You mean it's NOT Taco Tuesday?!" Sonata asked in return.
"...No." Seth answered.
"For realzies? I thought everyday was Taco Tuesday." Sonata replied.
"This ain't Groundhog Day, Sonata." Seth said. "Anyway, I see you have a LOT of tacos to eat. So I'll let you get back to it."
"Okie-dokie!" Sonata responded as she proceeded to start devouring her many excessive tacos. "Om-nom-nom!"
Seth couldn't help but smile at his cute friend's ditzy, air-headed and silly mannerisms. Just then, he would be spoken to by someone else...
"Welcome to Freeman's Tacos." The vendor said, turning around to reveal himself as none other than Morgan Freeman.
"Morgan Freeman?!" Seth exclaimed in shock.
"That's right, kid. It is I, star of stage and screen Morgan Freeman." He confirmed. "If there's anything I can interest you in, well... You just let me know."
"Well... Actually, there is one thing, Morgan Freeman." Seth stated. "I would like to buy a taco for a friend of mine."
"I know why you are here. You don't need to explain anything to me, Seth Bobinski." Freeman assured.
"How do you know my name?" Seth reacted in surprise.
"I know many things about you, young man." Freeman answered. "I know of your severe hatred for LeBron James due to his betrayal of the city of Cleveland."
"That's true." Seth stated.
"I know that your middle name is Rogen, named after the Canadian actor, comedian, and filmmaker." Freeman added.
"That is also true." Seth agreed.
"And I know that there is a great potential within you, as shown when you saved this town from the Nazi Zombie apocalypse three years ago." Freeman stated. "Just like your British friend, Pip, I have great expectations for you."
"Y-You think I'm special, Morgan Freeman?!" Seth reacted in surprise.
"I do. But that's not all I know about you, Seth." Freeman replied. "I also know of your charismatic nature, and your ability to easily befriend others, as well as your rather severe case of irritable bowel syndrome, the unfortunate relationship your parents currently have with each other, and the fact your friend Eric Cartman likes to refer to you as Douchebag instead of your actual name."
"This seems like a personal attack, but I just can't be mad at you. I mean, you're Morgan Fucking Freeman!" Seth said in response. He had been in complete awe the whole time he spoke to Freeman.
"Ah. It appears you know what my middle name is." Freeman noticed. "You're one of the few people to know that besides the members of my family, Tim Robbins, Jim Carrey and Steve Carell."
"Oh, that's right, you're God." Seth remembered.
"That's right, kid. I'm God. And I'm also experienced with the Multiverse, and therefore, I can tell you what South Park is like in other alternate universes, and what its citizens are like in said universes." Freeman claimed. "For instance, in one universe, due to the result of a terrible pandemic that would go on to plague this quiet little mountain town in the foreseeable future, your best friend Leopold "Butters" Stotch remained grounded and confined to his room for over 16 years due to the pandemic."
"Wait, seriously?" Seth asked in shock.
"Yes, seriously. During this period, he picked up the trading of non-fungible tokens, before starting to advertise them to the general public." Freeman explained. "His actions have been described as unspeakable and had destroyed many lives. Therefore, as a punishment, this led to him being locked up in a mental institution known as South Park Mental Asylum Plus. "
"That's kinda fucked-up..." Seth replied.
"And in another universe, that weird taco-loving girl over there, who's also one of my most loyal customers, is a Siren that spreads disharmony among others with her singing." He claimed, pointing at Sonata.
"Really? Sonata?" Seth asked, glancing over to Sonata, who was still happily eating tacos.
"Yes. In this alternate universe, Sonata Dusk is a beautiful but dangerous creature who has the power to charm people with her music, much like those hot bitches over at Raisins." Freeman exclaimed. "But to maintain this power, she has to feed on the negativity and distrust of others. The reason why she feeds off their negative energies is to make her voice and magic more powerful, with the intention of conquering the world."
There was a brief awkward pause, with the only sound being Sonata continuously eating taco after taco. Eventually, Seth spoke up.
"No way, Sonata's not evil. She's not even that good of a singer. The closest thing she's done to an evil act is this one time she accidentally started a fire in the school cafeteria by putting tacos in a toaster." Seth doubted. "Then again, she DID intentionally burn down that Taco Bell restaurant that used to be here after the whole Stick of Truth incident..."
"That's why it's called the Multiverse, dumbass. In each of these alternate universes, the reality is different than our own. Sometimes only slightly, sometimes quite radically. The point is, every possible eventuality exists." Freeman replied. "Now then, I've probably enlightened you with my words of wisdom and the sound of my voice for long enough. So now, I'm going to explain to you what this establishment is all about, since this is your first time visiting Freeman's Tacos."
"Okay, what is this place all about?" Seth asked.
"Freeman's Tacos is completely craft-your-own." Freeman explained. "You KNOW what crafting is, don't you?"
"Uh... I think so." Seth replied.
"Alright then. Just open up that crafting menu on your cell phone, and we can get started." Freeman requested.
Seth complied, and opened the screen on his phone.
"You can combine food items into whatever you like." Freeman added.
"Wait a minute. Do you mean anything?" Seth asked.
"Anything." Freeman answered.
"Anything?" Seth repeated.
"Yes, anything." Freeman confirmed.
"Anything?" Seth asked again.
"Anything." Freeman answered again.
"Anything?" Seth asked yet again.
"I'll get you, and it'll look like a bloody accident. Anything." Freeman threatened. "Now go on ahead and open that Crafting app on your phone."
Seth complied, and opened the Crafting app.
"Let's start with a staple: the burrito. A warm tortilla wrapped around, well.. any old somethin'". Freeman said. "Here, I'll give you what you need to get started."
"Thanks, Morgan Freeman!" Seth replied as he was given the ingredients.
"Don't mention it. This here shows how much food you need to fill up that tortilla. Now to just put it all together." Freeman declared.
After being provided the ingredients, Seth crafted the burrito.
"Well done, kid." Freeman praised. "Now that you've gotten your first taste of crafting, let's dig in."
With that, Seth returned to the Crafting app, now on the Mission Items tab, where a new unknown food item is shown.
"What's that shadowy looking thing?" Seth asked.
"Like I explained to you before, you can combine food items into whatever you like." Freeman answered. "Go ahead. See what happens when you combine a burrito with an enchilada."
Curious, Seth crafted the food, creating an Enchirito.
"Congratulations, Seth." Freeman said, applauding. "With an enchilada and a burrito, you've crafted... an Enchirito. That's the first time anyone's ever done that."
Seth turned around to see Sonata and another nearby patron both also applauding Seth on his newly crafted Enchirito.
"And what the hell, have a few more recipes." Freeman offered. "They might just save your stupid ass."
"Thanks, Morgan Freeman." Seth replied gratefully, before realising that he was just insulted. "Wait, what?"
"Don't worry about what I just said, kid. All you need to know is this; If you ever need something, don't hesitate to come by and visit." Freeman stated. "You're always welcome here."
"Uh... Alright! Thanks for having me, Morgan Freeman." Seth replied, as he prepared to leave the restaurant, but not before taking selfies with both Freeman and Sonata.
"And just one more thing..." Freeman said as Seth was about to head through the door. "They say that some farts are so powerful they can actually... bend the fabric of time. You be careful out there."
Seth became a bit nervous by that statement, as he left the restaurant. Once he left, Sonata spoke up.
"I've seen God, for realzies..." She said, staring blankly into space. She may or may not have been referring to Morgan Freeman...
Once outside the taco shop, Seth revealed a video call from The Coon.
"Fart-Lord, you've done a decent job so far." He said.
"Well, that's only vaguely insulting." Seth replied sarcastically.
"Come back to the Coon Lair." The Coon ordered. "I think we should advance your character. COON OUT!"
He ended the video call, and shortly after he did, Seth remembered the reason why he went to Freeman's Tacos in the first place.
"Oh shit, I forgot to buy him a taco." He remembered, before shrugging it off. "Oh, well. It's too late now."
He decided to forget about it, and just proceeded for Cartman's house.