(A/N: Ok, this chapter is… different. You'll see.)

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Chapter 11: The Deviled Egg Made Me Do It

Rose Marinade sank to her knees, devastated by Vegetortoise's death.

"No, it can't be." She muttered. "After my darling baby boy put so much effort into that Foodon. It's not fair! Those stupid burgers aren't supposed to be here!"

MegaBurgerZord pointed his sword at her. "I, MegaBurgerZord, will never allow the Gluttons to win. You're darling baby boy is going down, and so are you."

Rose Marinade growled angrily. "You'll pay for this!"

She took out her fans and began waving them around. She lifted off the ground, her fans and her magic allowing her to fly. She flew to the floor, where her fellow Gluttons sat waiting for here.

"I see you've failed." Cinnamonkey commented as she joined them on the ground again.

Rose Marinade glared at him. "At least I didn't destroy my own Foodon." She smirked at the angry look on Cinnamonkey's face. "And I would have won if it hadn't been for the stupid Burger Brigade."

Grill smirked. "That doesn't change the fact that you still lost."

"Shut up, Cyclops! They had a Deluxe Foodon!"

"Do not make excuses, mother." Don Cook told her. "As unexpected as the Burger Brigade's arrival is, you still failed. You've disappointed me."

Rose Marinade bowed. "Forgive me."

Cole Slawter snorted. "Isn't it the parent's job to discipline the child?"

"Be silent!" Don Cook snapped. He turned to the last member of the Big 4. "Grill, I expect you to do better."

Grill chuckled. "But of course, Don Cook. I have a vicious Foodon that I spent much time on. It will be sure to defeat them."

Don Cook raised an eyebrow. "Really? It can defeat MegaBurgerZord?"

Grill hesitated with his answer. In the end he just look down at the floor.

"I don't think any of us have Foodons strong enough to beat a Deluxe." Said Mussels Marinara.

Don Cook paused for a moment. "That is true, for now. Not until our secret weapon is ready." He smirked. "Guess that means I'll have to remove MegaBurgerZord from the picture."

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Down below, the Rebel Chefs were celebrating another victory. Now that they had MegaBurgerZord on their side, things were definitely looking up. But their victory was cut short as several Meal Tickets rained down from up above.

"Guys, look up there!" Pie Tin shouted, pointing at the oncoming Meal Tickets. "I think we're in trouble."

MegaBurgerZord chuckled. "Not to worry, little friend. I shall take care of anything that should challenge us."

The Foodon's emerged from their Meal Tickets. They were small, no bigger than a soccer ball, and they were polygon shaped. Their bodies were almost transparent. Two large eyes were in the middle of their heads, which made up their whole bodies, aside from the small feet they had, and they came in many different color.

"Rock Popper!" they cried.

One of they landed on MegaBurgerZord. It body glowed for a moment before it self-destructed, going off like a grenade. MegaBurgerZord backed up in surprise as the Pop Rock Foodon exploded against him. More followed, each one exploding against MegaBurgerZord.

While one Rock Popper alone was too small to do much damage to such a large Foodon, several going off at once were harmful.

MegaBurgerZord shook his head and waved the smoke out of his face. "Little sneaks. Take this."

He fired lasers out of his eyes at them, hitting quite a few. Those that remained let out yelps of fright and retreated.

"Yeah, you better run away!" MegaBurgerZord shouted at them.

But they weren't running. Instead they all piled on top of each other and began glowing. When the light faded away, a single Rock Popper, twenty times larger than a regular one, stood in their place.

"Rock Popper!" the giant Pop Rock Foodon cried.

It charged at MegaBurgerZord. The Burger Foodon braced himself and stabbed forward. The giant Rock Popper didn't even slow down, letting itself get impaled. It began glowing, and MegaBurgerZord knew what was about to happen a second before it did.

The explosion was enormous, blowing a hole in the King Gorge Statue. Dead Meal Tickets from the Rock Poppers floated to the ground as MegaBurgerZord fell backwards, all blackened and burned.

"Rebel Chefs…" he muttered. "It's up to you now."

And then his body split into the six members of the Burger Brigade. They were alive, but badly injured, no longer having the strength to hold together their Deluxe form.

"Burger Brigade…" Ground Chuck muttered. "What do you say?"

"Burger Brigade…" the others replied, "we're ok."

"Oh no!" Chase cried, running over to the fallen Burger Foodons. He reached Well-Done and helped him sit up. "Are you guys ok?"

Well-Done winced in pain. "Don't worry, this can't keep us down for long. But we can't help you anymore."

Chase nodded. "It's ok, you done enough. You guys just focusing on gaining back your strength. We'll take it from here."

There was an evil chuckle. They turned to see Grill descending down the steps, looking very confident. Once he got close enough, Chase gasped in shock.

"You're missing an eye!"

Indeed, Grill's left eye, which had once been mechanical, was now covered by flesh.

Grill chuckled. "That is because I am no longer a cyborg. I must admit though, being human is a bit of a disadvantage. I felt so much stronger last time."

Pie Tin cut his eyes at him. "Last time you were a bat under a spell being used as a battery for your robot body."

Grill turned to him. "You have a big mouth on you. Am I to assume that you are my opponent… little boy?"

Pie Tin's eye twitched. "What? Little boy…" He growled at being treated like a child, regardless of the fact that he was one. "You bet I am. I'll take you down. Now serving, Sir Dumpling!"

His loyal British accented Foodon emerged. "Sir Dumpling! Jolly good!"

Grill chuckled. "Your Foodon will be no match for mine. I've cooked up an extra special one with a very special ability. Behold your doom. Now serving Devil Egg!"

His Foodon came out of its Meal Ticket. As its name suggested, it was made from deviled eggs, and was rather devilish. Its head was a deviled egg, the yellow yolk acting as hair. The rest of his body was a blood red, being that of a devil, complete with a devil's tail and the legs of a goat, covered in a reddish brownish fur. Aside from its head, the only part of it that wasn't red were what appeared to be large blue lips attached to his chest, starting from one shoulder, going across his chest to the other. And peaking between those lips were vampire fangs.

"Devil Egg." The Foodon breathed, its yellow narrow eyes glaring at Sir Dumpling.

Pie Tin blinked. "That's him. He doesn't look like much."

"Careful, Pie Tin." Kayla warned. "Looks can be deceiving."

"Yeah, look at us." Said a Meatball.

"We may not look like much." Said another.

"But all along, we were the mystery Foodon needed to create Feastivus."

Grill chuckled. "Devil Egg is a very dangerous Foodon. He has the power to swallow the very souls of his opponents."

Pie Tin paled. "Swallow… souls…"

"Sir Dumpling?"

Chase glanced nervously at Devil Egg and Pie Tin. "Hey, are you sure you want to do this? Maybe this is the time for me to use Fried Ricer."

Pie Tin shook his head, regaining his composure. "No way! This guy's ours, right, Sir Dumpling?"

Sir Dumpling nodded. "Smashing."

Grill smirked. "Devil Egg, destroy them."

"Devil."

The two Foodons charged at each other, fists flying.

"Sir Dumpling!" the Dumpling Foodon cried, dodging Devil Egg as he lashed at him with his claws. "Pip, pip! Here we go! Dumpling!"

He punched forward. The mouth on Devil Egg's chest opened, biting down on Sir Dumpling's hand.

"Dumpling!"

The blue lips on Devil Egg's chest smirked as he bite down harder. "Live in sin." He breathed, and began repeatedly punching Sir Dumpling.

Grill smirked. This was going to be too easy. Little did the fools know that Devil Egg's fangs were venomous, as were his claws. Sir Dumpling would soon grow weaker. There was no way he could lose.

Sir Dumpling tried pulling his arm free, but Devil Egg bit down harder. Feeling dizzy from the Deviled Egg Foodon's punches. Sir Dumpling decided that if he couldn't defend himself, he would go on the attack. He delivered a powerful kick to Devil Egg's gut, causing the Foodon to gasp in pain. Jumping over Devil Egg's head, he grabbed him by the tail and began swinging him around.

A burning sensation began in his arm, originating where Devil Egg bit him. His grip slacked and Devil Egg's tail slipped through his fingers. Devil Egg did a flip in the air and landed on his hoofed feet. He took a deep breath and breathed a stream of fire at his opponent. Sir Dumpling jumped out of the flames' path, nursing his arm.

"Dump…ling…"

"Hey, Sir Dumpling, you ok?" Pie Tin asked.

"He looks like he's in pain." Coco observed.

"In pain, huh?" Pie Tin muttered, noticing that his Foodon was indeed hurting. "Then this Power Topping should make him feel better."

He tossed the Power Topping at Sir Dumpling. The Dumpling Foodon absorbed it and immediately felt rejuvenated. "Sir Dumpling! Smashing!"

Devil Egg's eyes narrowed. "Praise the infidels!"

He blew another stream of fire at the Dumpling Foodon. Sir Dumpling jumped over the flames, landing on Devil Egg's head, stomping down hard. Devil Egg stumbled backwards, his eyes rolling around. Growling, he threw a punch, but Sir Dumpling caught his fist. Devil Egg struggled, but Sir Dumpling held him tightly.

"Alright!" Pie Tin cried. "Now I'll use some vinegar to power him up. Power Topping activate!"

Sir Dumpling's power increased and he squeezed Devil Egg's hand. Devil Egg grunted in pain and fell to his knees.

Grill growled. It was time to stop fooling around. "Alright, Devil Egg, stop sandbagging. Show him what you've really got."

Devil Egg stopped trembling and looked up at Sir Dumpling, grinning. His tail shot out and wrapped around Sir Dumpling's neck, surprising him.

"Follow the darkness!" the Deviled Egg Foodon cried, tossing him through the air with his tail.

Sir Dumpling went flying, but before he even hit the ground, Devil Egg flew at him, kicking him in the side and sending him flying across the room.

Grill smiled. "That's more like. Now it's time for your special ability."

Devil Egg nodded and jumped at Sir Dumpling, landing on top of him. Sir Dumpling threw a punch, but Devil Egg caught his fist. Sir Dumpling tried again, but Devil Egg caught this punch too and brought his arms down, pinning them above his head.

"Devil Egg."

"Sir Dumpling."

Devil Egg's eyes began to glow. Sir Dumpling's gaze was drawn to them and he was unable to look away. The blue lips on Devil Eggs chest curved into a smirk before opening, revealing his vampire fangs behind them. The sound of air being sucked in was heard as Devil Egg breathed in deeply.

"Sir… Dump…ling…"

His eyes rolled up into the back of his head and his body went limp. Devil Egg backed off and his mouth opened wider. A transparent duplicate of Sir Dumpling drifted out of his body. A large tongue came out of Devil Egg's mouth, wrapping around the transparent copy of Sir Dumpling, drawing it into his mouth, and swallowing it.

"Sir Dumpling!" Pie Tin cried. "What'd you do to him?"

Grill laughed. "I told you, Devil Egg has the power to swallow the souls of others. As you can see, Sir Dumpling has fallen prey to this. I say that makes me the winner."

"Not so fast!" Chase cried. "This is a battle to the death or until one of us gives up. Technically, Sir Dumpling is still alive, and he hasn't given up yet."

Grill rolled his eye. "Someone who's brain dead is more alive than him, but if you want to get technical… Very well. Devil Egg, finish him off."

Devil Egg nodded. "Devil."

"Not so fast!" Chase cried. "Now serving Fried Ricer!"

"Fried Ricer!"

The Rice Foodon appeared and slammed into Devil Egg. As Devil Egg went flying. Fried Ricer went to Sir Dumpling's side, lifting him up.

"Fried Ricer?" he asked in concern.

"Fried Ricer!" Chase cried. "Devil Egg sucked out his soul."

Fried Ricer's eyes widened. He turned to Devil Egg in a cold fury, angered by what he had done to his friend. "Ricer."

Grill laughed. "If you want your soul eaten as well, then by all means, proceed."

Devil Egg looked eager to fight, but the next thing he knew, Fried Ricer's fists were slamming into his face, followed by kicks to his stomach.

Grill sweat-dropped. He hadn't expected Fried Ricer to exhibit such power. Then again, he had evolved from the last time he saw him.

"Devil Egg, don't let him get the better of you. Suck out his soul before he gets an upper hand."

Devil Egg nodded. His eyes began glowing in the same manner they had when he had sucked out Sir Dumpling's soul. A moment later, Fried Ricer's pan slammed down on his head. Dazed, Devil Egg fell backwards. Fried Ricer pinned him down and forced open his mouth.

"Fried Ricer." He growled, and reached inside Devil Egg's mouth.

Grill watched the scene in confusion. "What… is he… doing?"

Ignoring him, Fried Ricer continued feeling around inside Devil Egg, who was struggling to get up. Fried Ricer's eyes lit up as he found something and pulled it up. It was the ghostly image of a Foodon, but not Sir Dumpling.

Fried Ricer looked disappointed, tossing the ghostly Foodon over his shoulder and reaching in again. He pulled out two more transparent Foodon's before pulling out what he was searching for, Sir Dumpling's soul.

"Fried Ricer." He said happily.

As the other souls that Fried Ricer pulled out of Devil Egg flew off, Sir Dumpling's drifted over to his body, going inside it.

Sir Dumpling twitched before suddenly sitting up. He examined himself for a moment before jumping to his feet. "Dumpling?"

"Fried Ricer."

Sir Dumpling turned to the Rice Foodon. His eyes lit up gratefully and he held out his hand. If Fried Ricer had a mouth, he would have smiled as he shook his friend's hand.

Grill watched the display with open shock. "That was… certainly unexpected." He shook his head. "Alright, Devil Egg, destroy them both."

Still feeling dazed, Devil Egg charged at the two Foodons, looking furious.

Fried Ricer and Sir Dumpling looked at each other and nodded. Fried Ricer grabbed Sir Dumpling's hand and began spinning him around, building up speed. Fried Ricer released him and Sir Dumpling shot off like a bullet.

Devil Egg's eyes widened as Sir Dumpling flew at him. The Dumpling Foodon's fist slammed into Devil Egg with such force that it sent him flying.

"Devil Egg!"

His body exploded in a cloud of purple smoke. As his Meal Ticket drifted to the ground, six more souls drifted out of it, two of them even being human souls. They cheerfully drifted off, grateful for being freed, before disappearing to the other world.

"Alright!" Chase and Pie Tin cried. Giving each other a high five, which Fried Ricer and Sir Dumpling copied.

"We did it." Pie Tin cheered.

"We sure did." Said Chase. "How'd you like that, Grill?"

But the one-eyed Glutton was already gone. He was currently fuming as he went to rejoin his master and fellow Gluttons.

"That victory belonged to me." he seethed. "My Devil Egg beat his Sir Dumpling. I was the winner." He threw open the doors to where the others were. "Master Don Cook, I demand that you acknowledge that I was the winner."

Don Cook chuckled. "Acknowledge that you were the winner when you stand before me in defeat?"

Grill winced. "But it was a one on one battle. My Devil Egg defeated the boy's Sir Dumpling. Chase interfered with our battle. He did not play fair."

Don Cook openly laughed. "Play fair? My, my, Grill, that is surprising coming from you. You are a Glutton, are you not? When do we play fair? This is not a simple Foodon battle or tournament. We are at war. There are no rules in war."

Grill said nothing, accepting the fact that Don Cook would not declare him the winner. Don Cook smirked and turned away. "It doesn't matter if they reach us, they'll never be able to defeat me. So, Clawdia, I believe you are up next."

The cat-girl chuckled. "Yes, Don Cook, sir. And I've got the perfect dish for victory."

(A/N: I guess what I was doing was sort of the devil stealing souls thing, or something. I don't know I don't remember. I'm just revising what's already written.)

Devil Egg – Food: deviled egg.