Review please. I'm really getting lonely, because I cant count how many views this story has, and I put my heart and soul into it (no pun intended.)
"I'm hungry." Whined Patty.
"me too." Said Soul.
"YOUR GOD DEMANDS FOOD!" screamed – hell, do I really have to say who screamed that?
"What a coincidence!" said Z as the 8 walked along the sidewalk, next to cars of all shapes and sizes and mystical, alien stores and neon signs. "we just so happen to be right around the corner from the food district."
"there's a food DISTRICT?" said Patty, her eyes going wide.
"40 by 40 grid of thousands of restaurants, stands, and buffets. Multiple food chains even line the streets, for those who want to eat NOW."
They turned the corner. Sure enough, they now walked on a street completely packed with restaurants, with everything from tex-mex to toucanberry ice cream to tzkkalin cuisine (whatever the hell that was.)
"THE SIDEWALKS ARE CHOCOLATE!" screeched the ravenous Patty as she launched herself face-first onto the firm yet edible surface.
"Patty, that's downright unhygienic and uncivilized!" said Kid.
"oops! My bad, kiddo! Hee hee!" Patty got back on her knees, chocolate already smearing her face, like delicious mud. Patty raised her hand and put her pinkie finger up, like one would with a teacup. Then, hand still raised, she thrust her head back to the sidewalk and continued her feast.
"no, I mean-" said Kid, but Z put a metal-gloved hand on his shoulder.
"don't worry, kid. The chocolate is self-sterilizing. Not a single germ is on it." Said Z.
"Well… Ok." Said Kid. They continued walking. Z grabbed one of Patty's ankles and unceremoniously dragged her behind them. Patty didn't seem to mind, munching the sidewalk even as she was dragged along.
"ooo do they have chinese?"
"tacos?"
"pizza?"
"caviar?"
"ice cream?"
"All those and more." Said Z, not stopping. "one of my personal faves is on the next block. C'mon."
The streets were cordoned off so people could eat the roads without fear of being hit by a car, so the gang crossed the roads as freely as they liked.
"THE ROAD IS RICE CRISPIE TREATS!" screamed patty again as she continued her dragged-along feast, a smear of chocolate left behind where her face had been.
"Ok, so over here is… guys?" Z stopped, looking behind him. The gang had stopped in the middle of the road, looking at something nearby. Z turned around and went back to them, still dragging Patty. As he got around the corner, he saw what they were staring at.
"HUMANS UNLIMITED! ALL YOU CAN EAT HUMAN BODY PARTS!" shouted a sign at the nearby end of the street. Below it was a small open court-area, filled with bins of…
…human flesh.
Not just unlabeled flesh, either. For starters, it was divided with a line down the middle, one side had male parts, the other female. There were dozens of food parts: eyes, brains, ears, abs, legs, butts, toes, pectorals, and more. There were dumpsters nearby with bones dumped in them; apparently nobody liked those. There were even booths, covered by black curtains, with signs which read "private parts". (there was separate ones for the male and female sections.)
"I didn't know you guys were into cannibalism!" said Z happily, as Patty continued to create a pothole behind him.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" screamed Liz, watching a monster bite an eyeball, juices squirting out of it. Another monster ate toes, covered like beanie-weenies.
"Ah. Yes. Well, you see… humans are a intergalactic delicacy. Extremely delicious." Z said almost sheepishly. Almost. "I prefer the female abs the best myself. They land on your tongue, and their taste is indescribable… they melt in your motherf#cking mouth…" he shuddered with ecstacasy.
"so you go to earth and abduct humans just to eat them? That's horrible!" said Maka, her hands over her eyes.
"Oh, right! You guys don't know!" Z chuckled. "these aren't REAL human parts! They're synthetic, made with an insta-anything mass order model matter creator!" (see ch 9)
"so… so they're not real? Asked Kid.
"of course not! What do you take me for, a barbarian? They're very real-tasting, but trust me, they're fake."
The SE cast still looked traumatized, but they looked signifigantly better upon this revalation.
"now… who's up for some bananapus pancakes? Pancakes with a banana peel on top of them like an octopus!"
"YUM!"
"follow me-WACK!" Z cried out as he toppled into the 6-foot-deep pit built by patty's appetite, as she leaned against the wall of it with a satisfied look on her face.
"BRELCH!" she burped, then giggled. " 'scuse me!" she said. "what's the next course?"