(A/N: I remember when I wrote this chapter. I had been so proud of myself at the time, thinking I did good. Well, I was a rookie writer back then, so I guess it was god for my level, although this chapter still needed a lot of revising.)
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Chapter 8: Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner
Leaving Cinnamonkey to wallow in his defeat, Chase and his friends went up to the next level. They already knew which of the Big 4 they would be facing before they even got there. History tended to repeat itself, and it only seemed fitting that it would do it again in this instance.
Cole Slawter looked on as the Rebel Chefs entered the room. But it was Chase that he had his sights set on. Although the boy was his enemy, Cole Slawter had to admit that he really did admire and respect the boy. He was curious to see how much the boy improved since the last time they battled.
"Welcome to the next level, Chase." He greeted the boy. "I knew you'd be able to defeat Cinnamonkey."
"Why?" Chase asked. "Did you doubt his skills that much?"
Cole Slawter chuckled. "I didn't doubt him. I just had high expectations out of you. You're really something else, Chase. And once I defeat you and make you my servant, I'll show you what it truly means to be a master chef."
Chase shook his head. "Not happening, Cole Slawter."
"We'll see. I've got a few dishes I'd like to serve up. And it will be you that fights me, Chase. I'm not here to battle your little friends. It's you I want."
"Yeah right." Pie Tin muttered. "You probably just cooked up some more octopus and squid Foodons to spook Fried Ricer."
Cole Slawter glared at him. "I may specialize in sea food, but it's not the only thing I can cook. Allow me to present my newly cooked up Foodons. Now serving Steak Out."
His first Foodon revealed itself. It was a very fat six-foot beaver. Instead of a flat tail like real beavers had, it had a t-bone steak in its place.
"Next up, I'll serve up Cereal Killer."
A second Foodon was summoned. It was like most humanoid Foodons, a human body with a bowl of cereal for its head. It wore no clothes; instead it used a cereal box to hide its torso, its muscular arms and legs sticking out of the sides and bottom, and it wielded a giant spoon as a weapon.
"And because I'm fond of fish, I think I'll serve up a helping of Peanut Butter & Jellyfish."
Chase knew that his Fried Ricer was afraid of octopus and squid, but he had a feeling that this creature would scare him too. It was an enormous jellyfish with very long and lethal stingers. It was a peanut butter brown color covered in stripes and markings of a purple jelly color; these parts being the only transparent parts, and a large peanut was sticking out of the top of its head. Attached at the end of each tentacle were long deadly looking bread knives.
Cole Slawter grinned. "I figured I'd make a Foodon for each of the three meals of the day. Starting with breakfast," he motion to Cereal Killer, "then moving on to lunch," he nodded towards Peanut Butter & Jellyfish, "and ending with dinner," referring to Steak Out.
Chase smirked. Though Cole Slawter was his enemy and a member of the evil Glutton Empire, he too held great respect and admiration for the Big 4 member. "Alright then, I'm read for you. Now serving Hot Doggone-It, Shrimp Daddy, and Dim-Sumthin' Special."
"Hot Doggone-It!" His first Foodon appeared. A cowboy Hotdog Foodon wielding two guns that were actually ketchup and mustard bottles.
"Shrimp Daddy." The Deep-Fried Shrimp that formerly belonged to Davy Gravy appeared.
"Dim-Sumthin' Special!" sang Rose Marinade's former Foodon, who had a dim sum for a head and a green Chinese dragon-like body. Recognizing Cole Slawter as his former master's companion, he waved.
Cole Slawter raised a curious eyebrow. "Two new Foodons, eh? A Dim Sum Foodon too. Those are Rose Marinades specialty."
Chase sweat-dropped. "Uh, yeah, I know." He shook his head. "Alright guys, show them what you've got!"
"You got it partner!" cried Hot Doggone-It, firing blasts of ketchup and mustard.
"Jellyfish!" Peanut Butter & Jellyfish cried, dodging the red and yellow blasts. He seemed to be able to swim through the air as if it were water.
"Shrimp Daddy!" shouted the Deep-Fried Shrimp Foodon, going after Cereal Killer.
The Cereal Foodon was not only well built, but also very fast. He easily dodged Shrimp Daddy's punches and kicks.
"Cereal Killer! Drop dead!" He swung his giant spoon, but Shrimp Daddy was fast as well, dodging the large utensil.
"Dim-Sumthin' Special!" The Dim Sum Foodon lashed out with its tail like a whip.
Steak Out jumped back, going a surprising 20 feet in the air for such a fat creature. He jumped again, this time towards Dim-Sumthin' Special and landed on his head. From there he began whacking him with his steak tail. Dim-Sumthin' Special made to claw at his head, but Steak Out jumped straight up, and then came crashing down on the Dim Sum Foodon's head with enough force to bring him crashing to the ground.
Hot Doggone-It proceeded to fire at Peanut Butter & Jellyfish, but any squirt that landed seemed to do no damage to the Foodon's leathery body. It lashed out with its tentacles, the sides covered in microscopic poisonous barbs and the ends attached to bread knives. Hot Doggone-It made sure to be extra careful to avoid the knives and tentacles altogether.
"Hey, boss, this guy's tough." He said. "He one rowdy rascal."
"PB & J!" his opponent cried. "Peanut Butter!"
Bolts of electricity shot out of the ends of his knives. Hot Doggone-It's eyes widened as he was shocked, leaving him covered in ash.
"Holy tarnation, that smarts."
Peanut Butter & Jellyfish's tentacle wrapped around the stunned Hot Dog Foodon, its poisonous barbs injecting him with venom while they squeezed the life out of him.
"Cereal Killer! I'm gonna enjoy this!" cried the Cereal Foodon, swinging his spoon at Shrimp Daddy.
Shrimp Daddy caught the spoon, struggling to hold it back as Cereal Killer tried to over power him. "Shrimp Daddy."
"Gonna get ya!" Cereal Killer growled. "You're mine. Cereal Killer. Be afraid."
"Hey partner!" cried Hot Doggone-It, getting Shrimp Daddy's attention. "I could use some help here."
"Shrimp… Daddy!"
Shrimp Daddy jumped away from Cereal Killer and went to Hot Doggone-It's aid. He kicked the tentacles holding him and Peanut Butter & Jellyfish dropped the Hot Dog Foodon. Unfortunately, Shrimp Daddy got tangles in Peanut Butter and Jelly Foodon's tentacles.
"Prepare to die!" Cereal Killer cried, charging at the trapped Shrimp Daddy. He was suddenly hit in the face by a squirt of ketchup.
Hot Doggone-It was lying on the ground, but he managed to sit up and shoot Cereal Killer. "Hey, partner, stay away from my partner."
Cereal Killer turned to Hot Doggone-It and went after him instead. Hot Doggone-It proceeded to fire squirts of ketchup and mustard at him, keeping the Cereal Foodon at bay. Normally ketchup and mustard wouldn't hurt anyone, but shot with enough speed, streams of water could be lethal, as could ketchup and mustard.
Peanut Butter & Jellyfish held Shrimp Daddy tightly. He shifted his tentacles so he could stab him with his knives. Shrimp Daddy kicked at the knives, but his strength was failing him with the venom in his system.
"Hang on, Shrimp Daddy!" Chase cried. "Power Topping, activate. Spinach!"
Shrimp Daddy absorbed the spinach and a spinach plant grew around him, shielding him from both Peanut Butter & Jellyfish's poisonous tentacles and knives. The spinach plant grew until it was too big for Peanut Butter & Jellyfish to hold onto and fell to the floor.
Hot Doggone-It continued firing at Cereal Killer. The Cereal Foodon used his giant spoon as a shield from the squirts of ketchup and mustard as he got closer. When Hot Doggone-It was close enough, he swung his spoon, knocking the Hot Dog Foodon's 'guns' from his hands.
"This is gonna hurt." Hot Doggone-It muttered as Cereal Killer raised his spoon.
"Shrimp Daddy!"
The spinach shield burst open. Shrimp Daddy landed on Cereal Killer's back, locking his arms around him. Cereal Killer struggled, but was unable to break the Deep-Fried Shrimp Foodon's grip.
Hot Doggone-It grinned. "Boy howdy, now that's what I call a lucky break. Huh?" His eyes drifted over to Peanut Butter & Jellyfish. The large Foodon was heading right for Shrimp Daddy.
Spotting his shooters a short distance away, he crawled over to them. He knew that his ordinary shots were useless, so he took a moment to power up, aiming for the peanut sticking out of the top of Peanut Butter & Jellyfish's head.
"Not so fast, partner, ya'll best stay away from my friend."
He fired. Instead of ketchup and mustard, blasts of energy shot out of his shooters. They hit the peanut on top of Peanut Butter & Jellyfish's head. Apparently this was his weak point. He cried out loudly and dissolved into purple smoke.
Hot Doggone-It collapsed, his energy drained from the venom still coursing through his veins. He glanced at Shrimp Daddy, struggling to hold onto Cereal Killer. "Sorry, partner, but I got no strength left."
Cereal Killer continued thrashing about, but Shrimp Daddy refused to let go.
"Gonna get ya." Cereal Killer growled.
He ran backwards, slamming into the wall. Shrimp Daddy grunted as he was repeatedly slammed into the wall again and again. Finally his strength failed him and he fell off his opponent's back, falling to the floor.
Cereal Killer turned around and glared at Shrimp Daddy. "Gonna bust your head open."
His spoon came down. Shrimp Daddy rolled out of the way and kicked out, hitting Cereal Killer in the stomach. Cereal Killer grunted and dropped his spoon.
Shrimp Daddy jumped to his feet and grabbed Cereal Killer's spoon, using the Cereal Foodon's own weapon against him. Cereal Killer stumbled back as he was hit repeatedly. Finally Shrimp Daddy jumped up and delivered a powerful kick to his face. Cereal Killer flew backwards, landing painfully on the ground. He did not get up again, though he continued to twitch a bit.
Cole Slawter growled, realizing that two of his Foodons were down for the count. He turned to his last remaining Foodon, Steak Out. The Steak Foodon was hopping all over the place with Dim-Sumthin' Special right behind him. Occasionally he would turn around and whack the Dim Sum Foodon with his tail, but mostly he was on the run.
Dim-Sumthin' Special was getting aggravated about not being able to catch his opponent. How could the overweight creature move so fast or jump so high?
He lashed out with his tail. Steak Out didn't avoid it; instead he grabbed it, sinking his very large buckteeth into Dim-Sumthin' Special's tail.
"Dim-Sumthin' Special!" the Dim Sum Foodon cried.
He swung his tail around, but Steak Out refused to let go. Dim-Sumthin' Special made a grab for Steak Out, and that's when he let go.
"Steak Out!"
He jumped in the air and kicked out like a kangaroo would. Dim-Sumthin' Special went down. Steak Out jumped up and slammed down on the Dim-Sum Foodon's gut.
"Steak Out." he said, grinning.
Suddenly Dim-Sumthing' Special surprised him by wrapping around him like a python would with its prey. Steak Out struggled, but was unable to escape as Dim Sumthin' Special tightened around him.
"Dim-Sumthin' Special!"
He took to the air, bringing Steak Out with him. Once he was as high as he could get, he began flying around, building up speed. Then he flew straight down. When the floor got close, he released Steak Out, who went crashing to the ground with great speed, landing right on top of Cereal Killer. When the dust settled, only a crater remained with the two Foodons' Meal Tickets laying at the bottom.
"And that's a wrap!" Chase cried as his friends cheered.
Cole Slawter glared at the battlefield. But regardless of feeling irritated and having lost, he was smiling. Somehow, deep down, he had known that Chase would win. He proved time and again that he was a master chef.
With nothing to say, he walked towards the elevator and took it to the top floor. There Don Cook, Muscles Marinara, and Cinnamonkey were waiting for them.
"So you lost." Said Don Cook. "Now you, Muscles Marinara, and Cinnamonkey have failed me."
Cole Slawter bowed. "Chase is a master chef. He may be our enemy, but he is very good. It would be foolish to underestimate him."
Don cook glared at his servant. "Are you saying that my father underestimated the boy, and that is why he failed?"
Cole Slawter gulped. "Not at all, sir."
"Then Chase was superior to my father?" Don Cook's tone was now a warning.
"I have never, nor will I ever say such a thing!"
"Good. Because my father is superior to everyone. He is a perfect being. No one can defeat him."
"Even the best of us make mistakes." Said Muscles Marinara.
"Not my father!" Don Cook snapped. "He is perfect. I just have to remind him of that. And once Chase falls, my father will remember his greatness."
Cinnamonkey nodded. "Don't worry, master. Everything will work out. The boy faces your mother next. The last time he battled with her, it ended in a draw."
Don Cook nodded. "And he would have failed if he hadn't gotten his hands on that cursed purple pepper." He grinned. "This time he has no purple pepper, and my mother has her own 5 Star Foodon. She will bring him down."
(A/N: Yeah, even after being revised, you can still see that this was written a long time ago. Yup, I'm reliving my childhood here.)
Cereal Killer– Food: cereal (you decide the kind). His name is a pun on serial killer.
Peanut Putter & Jellyfish – Food: peanut butter and jelly.
Steak Out – Food: steak. Its name is a pun on stakeout.