Hi there! Thank you for all the reviews, I really appreciate them, like a lot! I almost barfed up a rainbow I was so thrilled :)

I'm not going to respond to them because I realized the responses were longer then the actual Drabble T_T

This one's for Dreamer991, animallover95, ImperatorRex77, *Takes a breath* NerdyBarista, and finally, Sirens in the water.

WARNING: THESE NEXT TWO DRABBLES WILL HAVE SPOILERS. Just wanted to get that out there. Here we go with Part 1 of Rescue! Enjoy!

Arg! There he was again! That dumb Chris Mclean had put another one of his damn statues in Chef Hatchet's back pocket.

The dumb jail that arrested Chris had the bail at 1 million dollars. How ironic. Life's just hilarious sometimes.

Chef through the head out the window. No. Chef didn't miss him.. Not. At. All.

He face palmed himself. He's been sittin' here all damn day doin' nothing! At least Chris would have some crazy scheme to do. Like bomb a water park or something. Prank call the winner of the season I don't know! Something!

What? Chef can't do that. Chris could get away with it because somebody's daughter was obsessed with him on his show and they just had to let him go.

Chef was never that lucky.

He sighed again and turned his chair away from the "Best TV Show Host" award on the wall while grumbling. Nope, still didn't miss him.

Ah! Chef screamed again when an old Golden Chris Mclean statue from season two caught his eye. It was old, rusty, and had barely any sparkle to it. It was in a pile of junk. In a box. On the highest shelf.

Chef grumbled again and turned his seat. What was that? He turned his head. Nah, it wasn't him; just some coats on a rack. Chef glanced away.

Chris? Chef's eyes bolted to outside the cabin. He stuck his head out the window. Nope. Just a pile of leaves that lookedlike Chris.

He smacked himself. You're going crazy, Chef.

Was he there! No! It was a shadow on the wall.

Alright, now his mind was messin' with him. His subconscience mind was tryin' to tell 'em something. He wanted Chris back. He can't deal with this anymore. He picked up his cell phone and dialed the number.

He rolled his eyes and mumbled, "You owe me Mclean." The phone rang twice before the person picked up, "HEY-O!"

"Hey, Izzy? You've broken out of prison before, right?"

There we go! Oh my Jesus, thank you for your requests guys! :D I have them out the wazoo so I'm afraid the Svetlana and Manitoba, and the sequal to "Drabble #4: Sorry" will have to wait '^'

Don't hurt me :O Virtual cookies if you review? 'u'