The doom raiders and Kaos were plotting as a storm rolled in. huh!? Kaos looked up. A storm is coming. Golden queen announced as she walked to the group holding a gold chipmunk. This thing tried to eat the last of our food source. We need a better place to store our food! Wolfgang growled. Yeah, it could easily get stolen or rained on! Dream catcher pointed out. And no one likes soggy bread. Chief pepper jack added. Calm yourself, doom raiders. We'll have a place to store them soon. Golden queen assured while wickedly grinning at Kaos.
Meanwhile, with the cadets. So you're telling me that tomatoes are not normally as big as food fight ones? Cynder asked, wind up as he showed her naturally grown ones. Yeah, his powers cause them to be that size. Wind up, said. Interesting…Cynder responded as she closely observed them. Has she never seen a tomato vine before? Wind up thought to himself. I wonder what other types of tomatoes there are, if there are any. Cynder said. There's cherry, plum, Roma, green zebra, cocktail, and much more. Wind up, explained. What does a zebra one look like? Cynder asked. Green stripes and is yellow. Wind up answered. Hmmm….I wonder why food fight likes to shoot tomatoes so much. I mean, there are a lot more options.
Cynder asked. I have no idea, cynder, but then again, food fight isn't your ordinary artichoke. Wind up stated. Yeah…he really is something…cynder acknowledged. Chill peaked out the bushes. she was spying on them the whole conversion. Covered in breaches and leaves, she waited for something useful to come out of the unassuming cadet's mouths. Cynder sighed and asked is it always this hectic here? Not usually. I personally have a hypothesis that team Spyro has something to do with it. Wind up, explained. Cynder's eyes then widen. What do you mean? She asked, concerned about her friendship with Spyro. It just feels like there keep a secret from us. I know it sounds like I'm nitpicking, but I am generally concerned and curious. Wind up edmited. Cynder stood there. She wasn't offended or upset due to what he said. She just didn't know how to respond. Chill did not make a sound. She still observed as the two cadets talked. Cynder and wind up then went inside. They started to get hungry. Inside the kitchen, they can see that food fight is trying a new recipe. Hey! Food fight, what are you making? Carmel and strawberry pancakes? Cynder asked, walking over to the busy, exceedingly talented artichoke. Just trying this new recipe that I thought of in the shower. Food fight responded honestly as he cuts the strawberry to form a shape of a bear. I still don't understand how you make this type of recipe.
Roller brawl said, reading a book on the couch. Cynder then walked over to her bedroom and closed the door. Meanwhile, chill climbed up to food fight's tree house. There got to be something in here to expose him. Chill said confidently. She dug around looking for something out of the norm but then came across something interesting. A picture of food fight, but she then squinted her eyes to notice something strange. His teeth….why does his bottom set look sharper? Chill asked herself. She then realized why. Are those troll teeth!? She asked herself, almost dropping the photo. I knew there was something off about him! Chill stated. Chill then quickly climbed out of the tree house, taking the photo with her. A few minutes later. Alright, I'm finally done! Food fight announced placing the plates of complicated but cute animal-themed dishes on the table. Cynder then came out of her bedroom along with hex. Cynder's eyes widen upon looking at the highly decorated food on her plate. W-wow…you did all of this? This looks amazing! Cynder asked pasnitntly. Oh me!? Food fight blushed. Yeah… but it really isn't a big deal, though. Food fight responded, holding his leafy yet soft hands together. Not a big deal!? Of course, it's a big deal, you silly artichoke!~ I couldn't make something this…beautiful for the unlife of me! Cynder argued, waging her lengthy tail. Food fight smiled only to back to looking unsure of it. I just think I could have done better. Food fight sighed. Roller brawl then stood up. You're being too hard on yourself. All I hear while you are cooking is, " no, this is not good enough," or" this will never even get looked at in a cooking/baking contest." when that's obviously not true. Trust me. If those rich and fancy other chiefs don't try your food, they're missing out on something extraordinary. Roller brawl comforted.
T-thanks…food fight said. Food fight then went over the fridge but saw something blue pass by the kitchen window. What the heck!? Who was that just running past the window just now?! Food fight asked. Not noticing, he grabbed a knife due to being spooked. Cynder then looked outside and saw chill running with what looks a photo. It's chill! And she is running off with something! Cynder answered. Roller brawl, and the rest of the group then rushed outside. Chill, stop right there! Roller brawl command. Chill then stopped. You really think he's your friend, huh!? Well, guess what? He isn't! He's a bloodthirsty troll-like thing! Chill roared. Chill then tried to blast food fight with her ice powers but missed. Chill, have you lost your mind!? What the heck is wrong with you!? Cynder shouted as her markings glew, her nostrils flared, and smoke came out. Cynder hasn't been this upset since the fight with her father. You don't realize it do you!? Look at his teeth, you moron!. Chill insulated. Food fight face lit up in hands balled up as his leaves puffed up. He then tried to back away but tripped on a large branch.
Just look at him pretend to be scared! Chill mocked. Chill, that's enough! Roller brawl roared, standing in front of food fight acting as a shield. Oh, you just don't want to believe me, don't you!? That little monster is blinding you from the truth! Chill taunted. C-chill…! Just leave them alone! Food fight shouted. Chill then snickered. You really are just trying hard to fool them, aren't you!? Well, guess what!? You aren't fooling me! Chill hissed, preparing another attack. Roller brawl gave her a stone-cold stare, hinting that she wasn't moving. Well, if you insist!~chill said to herself as her hands glowed. Meanwhile, stealth elf was piloting the stealth stinger when she saw the cadets. she quickly flew down to stop chill from freezing roller brawl. Hey! Break it up! She said, coming in between the two. Chill then looked around and realized that she was highly outnumbered and ran off. Are you guys alright? Did she hurt you? Stealth elf asked the group. Nah! We're fine. Roller brawl answered. What even happened? Stealth elf asked. I found her snooping around while we were getting ready to eat breakfast. Food fight answered. Stealth elf and the cadets continued talking.
Later that day. Food fight went into his tree house after taking a bath to relax his nerves, only to realize that been totally trashed. Diary pages, pens, and artwork had been scattered around his room. Food fight eyes winding upon seeing this, but before he picked anything up, he searched under his bed. Where is it!? He said nervously as he searched under there, but he found nothing. Food fight, then remembered something from earlier. He recalled that when he saw chill that she was holding something. He then put the two together and realized that she had stolen his photo that he took with master eon and panicked. To be continued.