(A/N: Stupid Internet's been giving me trouble lately.)

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Chapter 6: The Big Return

Yes, the Big 4 was back. Cinnamonkey, Cole Slawter, Rose Marinade, and Chef Grill; King Gorge's top chefs and the big bosses of the Gluttons.

"What are they doing here?" Pie Tin demanded. "I thought we broke the spell on them and they turned back into animals."

Rose Marinade chuckled. "Foolish boy, you should know that the Gluttons would never truly fall. We are superior beings. Long live the Gluttons, and long live King Gorgeous Gorge!"

"King Gorge gave up trying to conquer the world." Chase told her. "Everyone under his mind control was freed. I have no idea how you came into Glutton service again, but we'll find a way to break the spells on you and turn you back to your true selves."

Cole Slawter laughed. "I always admired you, Chase. You would have made a great Glutton. The offer is still on the table."

"No way! I beat you before, and I'll beat you again."

"You don't seem to understand the situation, young Chase." Said Grill. "You see, this time we're not animals under a spell. This time we're actual humans… Well, except for Cinnamonkey."

"Hey!"

Rose Marinade smirked at her companion's outburst. "Don't throw a tantrum. It's not Grill's fault if you're not completely human."

Cinnamonkey glared at her. "For your information, I happen to like the way I am just fine. And besides, even when I was an actual monkey, my DNA was still closer to a human's than yours, fox-girl."

"What did you say, banana breath?"

A cold voice rand out from all around. "That is enough out of you!"

The Big 4 froze. They turned to the speaker and bowed. Ann Chovy had reappeared, and with her was a boy around 14 years old. He was dressed in aristocratic clothes and wearing a crown that greatly resembled the one Chase had worn when he was the King of Food, his long black hair pulled back in a ponytail. The boy looked a lot like King Gorge, only he wasn't nearly as pale. He also had different eye color. In fact, he was heterochromic, his left eye being bright blue and his left being bright green.

The boy's eyes scanned over the Big 4 before landing on Chase. A cold smile crept up over his face and he nodded in acknowledgement. "Hello, Chase. I've been waiting a long time to meet you. Thank you for accepting my invitation."

Chase blinked. "Wait a second. You mean you're the greatest master chef? But you're just a kid."

The boy's eyes narrowed. "I am 14 years old, I'll have you know. And you were only 10 when you brought down the Glutton Empire. So do not judge me by my age."

"Well Chase is special." Said Coco. "He is a Dishwizard."

The boy smirked. "So am I." He looked on in amusement at the shocked expressions of his guests. "Not only that, I learned my skills from the greatest chef to ever live. My father, and the true King of Food, King Gorge."

"No way!" Pie Tin gasped.

"That kid is King Gorge's son?" Albert cried.

"I thought he looked familiar." Coco added. "But since when has he had a son?"

Rose Marinade chuckled. "Yes it's true. May I present the heir of the Glutton Empire, Prince Dazzling Don Cook!"

"Don Cook?" Chase whispered.

Rose Marinade suddenly became all giddy. "My little boy!" she cried, hugging him.

Don Cook pushed her away. "Mother, what did I tell you about that!"

"His mother!" Kayla gasped.

"Omelet?"

"So King Gorge and Rose Marinade have a son." Said a Meatball. "And now he's going to follow in his father's footsteps."

Pie Tin waved it off. "Give me a break. What's he going to do that his father couldn't? King Gorge brainwashed countless of people to build up his empire. This guy's only got these people." He paused for a moment. "Speaking of which, how'd he get the Big 4 back? I thought they were still in Metabolis City."

"They are." Said Dia, suddenly appearing behind the boy, startling him. "I just check with Gazmacho, and he said that my animal friends are still there."

Pie Tin breathed a sigh of relief, trying to calm his racing heart. "Dia, will you quit popping up like that! And what do you mean you just checked? How'd you check?"

Dia blinked. "I used the M.A.C. Cart." She said, as if this were obvious.

She pointed to the M.A.C. Cart, which had transformed to become a phone booth. The others fell over anime style when they saw that the M.A.C. Cart could turn into this as well.

"That would have been useful to know." Kayla muttered.

Chase got up. "Ok, so we know that they're still in Metabolis City, but then who are they?" he asked, pointing to the Big 4.

Don Cook snickered. "They are still the Big 4, they're just not under a spell anymore. You see, along with being a Dishwizard, my father also taught me all his magical abilities. It wasn't that hard getting them my servants back. After you turned them back to their original animal forms, I simply extracted the part of them that was under my father's spell and gave them life. They're not animals under spells anymore. And even if they were, you've lost your trump card, Chase. I know that your Fruit Turtle was destroyed."

Chase winced, remembering his beloved 5 Star Foodon. It was the only one he had ever lost. And it made it even more painful to remember that it was him that had killed her. It had been during the final battle with Rose Marinade. Fruit Turtle had been fighting with the power Foodon Dim-Sum Deluxe. The mighty Foodon had overpowered and nearly destroyed her.

Chase had to make a hard decision at that time. He had in his possession a rare purple pepper. He could use it as a Power Topping, which would give Fruit Turtle more than enough power to defeat Dim-Sum Deluxe, but after she attacked, the attack would bounce back and destroy her as well. But Fruit Turtle was doomed either way, and Chase ended up using the purple pepper.

Shaking his head to get rid of the bad memories, Chase glared at Don Cook. "I have a new trump card now."

"Yes," Don Cook chuckled. "I know all about your Deluxe Foodon, your Feastivus."

Chase waited for him to say more. When he didn't, he sighed in relief. So Don Cook didn't know about his true trump card, Palator.

"However," Don Cook continued, "your dragon won't be enough to defeat me."

"Why are you doing this, anyway?" Coco demanded. "Your father gave up. He flat out admitted that Chase was the greatest master chef."

"No!" Don Cook bellowed. "It was a moment of weakness for my father. He lost his faith. But I will make him see the light again. I will show him that the Gluttons are meant to rule this world. I will rebuild the Glutton Empire and take over this world."

He held up his hand and a beam of light shot out of his finger. It struck Dia, who screamed loudly.

"Dia!" Kayla cried.

"Leave her alone!" Chase shouted.

Don Cook stopped. "It's done anyway."

A ghostly image left Dia's body and drifted over to Don Cook. It took solid form and became Clawdia, the cat-girl of the Gluttons.

"It's Clawdia!" Albert gasped.

They looked at the cat-girl, then turned back to Dia. They were clearly separate beings.

"So that's what he meant when he said he extracted them." Coco muttered.

Dia looked at the cat-girl curiously. "That's what King Gorge turned me into? I don't remember it at all." A moment's pause. "I was adorable!"

Clawdia's eyes drifted open and she looked up at Don Cook. She immediately bowed down to him. "P-Prince Don Cook! What a surprise. I certainly didn't expect you to…" She looked around. "Hey wait, where am I? The last thing I remember was speaking with your father."

"Many months have passed by since then." Don Cook told her. "The spell on you had been broken and you reverted back to your true self."

Clawdia's eyes widened. "So I was under a spell. I wondered if I was." That's when she noticed the others. "Ah! What are you doing here?" She noticed Dia, the new member of the group. "And who's she?"

Dia smiled and waved at the cat-girl. "Hi, I'm Dia. Apparently, I was you before King Gorge cast as spell on me."

Clawdia blinked. "You mean, I used to be a human. Wow, that's unexpected. I'd figured that if I was under a spell I would have originally been a cat."

"I think we all thought that." Pie Tin muttered.

Don Cook chuckled. "As amusing as this is, I would like to get things moving. My plans have already been set in motion."

"Do you really think you can pull this of?" Chase demanded.

"I do." Don Cook replied. "As you can see, I've already regained my father's top servants. And I have a plan cooking that will allow me to take over this world. And once my father sees my greatness, he'll come back to the Gluttons. His empire will rise again, and we will rule the world like we were meant to."

"Not a chance. We'll stop you, just like we did your father."

Don Cook smirked. "Your going to have to defeat my men here if you want to stop me."

Mussels Marinara, who had remained quiet up until now, perked up. "That means I get another shot at you."

"I think not." Snapped Don Cook.

Mussels Marinara looked up at him. "What? But, sir…"

"You failed once. There is no reason for you to fail again. Do I make myself clear?"

"But-"

"I said, do I make myself clear!"

Mussels Marinara winced and bowed his head. "Yes, sir…"

Clawdia carefully tugged on Don Cook's robes. "Um, Don Cook, I don't having any Foodons to fight with."

Don Cook didn't even look at her. "Then I suggest you start cooking. Don't make me regret bringing you back."

Clawdia stood as straight as a board. "N-Never, sir. I'll do my best."

"See that you do." He turned to the others. "So, Chase, it seems our time together has come to an end for now. I'm curious to see how you'll fair against my men." He grinned. "I'll be waiting for you on the top floor."

He turned and left, his men following him. Only Cinnamonkey remained behind, looking very anxious to begin the battle.

"So, Chase, do you think you have what it takes to defeat me without your Fruit Turtle?"

Chase nodded. "You're on!"

"No!" said Kayla. "This one is mine."

Chase gave his sister a surprised look. "You want to fight?"

She nodded. "Omelet and I can handle him. And remember what Coco said, you need to save your Foodons' strength for when you face Don Cook."

Chase reluctantly agreed. "Alright, just be careful."

Cinnamonkey laughed as he took out a Meal Ticket. "A little girl wants to fight me. Talk about an easy victory. But I accept your challenge." He looked at Chase. "Go ahead and reserve your Foodons' strength, Chase. Just remember this; if even one of you loses a battle, it's game over for all of you."

(A/N: For those of you that are looking down on my writing, cut me a break, I was a kid and a beginner when I wrote this. The story may seem king of "eh", but no one's writing is good when they first start out.)