I wasn't sure how to stretch this ridiculousness to three parts, since I'm not that knowledgeable in the art of cooking. However, this part will show everyone's reactions to the breakfast, so I hope that'll make up for it.
MISADVENTURES IN COOKING - PART 2
Last time on The Normals, they were...
"The pasta!" screeched Meta Knight. Um... yeah. Anyway, they were forced into cooking breakfast for the entire castle thanks to Dedede. Hilariously/tragically, none of them had any idea how to cook, so things quickly went downhill. In fact, Meta Knight accidently blew up his bread. Just now, he managed to save his pasta, but he tripped on some egg yolk and the pasta went flying. He looked over at Lucario, since he was in charge of the eggs. "Lucario, what is this?"
"Sorry." said Lucario absent-mindedly, looking through drawers while knocking away more ingredients onto the floor. "I'm looking for a hairnet..."
"I don't think just a hairnet will cover you." said Falco, spraying a fire extinguisher into one of his ovens. Lucario nodded and ran off to look for something bigger. Meanwhile, Dedede was the only one not dealing with a disaster. Well, he kept eating food, but nothing was exploding, which made him automatically better than everyone else.
"Seriously guys. It says a lot when I'm doing better than you." snickered Dedede. Falco flipped him off and went over to Meta Knight's station.
"We have to sabotage Dedede. We can't let a lazy guy like him be better than us." whispered Falco.
"...Why? He's actually being helpful, and he's learning a valuable skill to use in life." pointed Meta Knight.
"...You just don't get it, do you?" He stormed back to his station, giving Dedede an evil glare and thinking of how to mess him up. But he decided to set revenge back for later and took out his muffins before they all died in another blaze of unglory. He took a bite out of one, and despite the burns, he decided it was still edible. Besides, if someone complains that the food is slightly burnt, Falco was very likely to roundhouse kick them in the face and call them out for their ungratefulness.
Lucario came back into the room... completely covered head to toe in potato bags, his only available arm sticking out with a long glove on. Normally, everyone else would glance at him, but they were a little busy cooking and making sure things aren't blowing up. As ridiculous as he looks, it prevented Lucario from getting his fur into the food. And so The Normals continued to prepare breakfast. Meta Knight tripped on his cape a few times and spilled whatever he was carrying, but otherwise his food turned out okay. King Dedede cooked without known incident, which was surprising to everyone. Lucario threw out all his fur covered food and cooked a new batch. Lastly, Falco burnt some of his things, but it was all still edible, and like I said, he won't give a damn if anyone hated it. Then, at around 6:30, the kitchen doors flew open and the Ancient Minister entered, along with several Primids.
"AH, GOOD WORK GUYS. I'M SURE THE SMASHERS WILL LOVE IT." said the Ancient Minister.
"Er... sir?" A Primid inspecting the food poked him, but he didn't seem to care.
"HURRY ALONG AND GET THE FOOD TO THE CAFETERIA. WE DON'T WANT ANOTHER... INCIDENT AGAIN." The Primid sighed and went back to helping the other Primids in getting breakfast. Meanwhile, The Normals were high-fiving each other, feeling a sense of accomplishment.
"I can't believe we actually pulled it off." said Lucario.
"Welp. Let's go eat." said Dedede. He went to follow the Primids into the cafeteria, but Meta Knight grabbed the back of his robe.
"Not yet Dedede. We should see what the others think of it first."
"Hey, we're not bad enough cooks to give those guys food poisoning." muttered Falco.
"Shh. Just watch." They gathered around a window on the door facing the cafeteria. Soon, after the Primids got everything set up, the Smashers entered, and upon seeing the food, they were ecstatic. Sonic was the first to run in (obviously) and he tried out some scrambled eggs, only to spit it out in disgust.
"Ugh! These eggs aren't good enough for me!" spat Sonic, coughing out remaining bits of scrambled egg. Lucario frowned, but since this is Sonic, he wasn't all that concerned.
"Maybe being an asshole tainted your food." muttered Ike. He grabbed some of the scrambled eggs with his sword and flipped it into his mouth, but he immediately coughed it out. "Dear god who made this crap? ...Sword, I'm sorry for letting you touch that garbage." While he feverishly polished his sword (don't read that wrong yaoi fangirls), Lucario dropped his jaw, wondering what went wrong.
His wonderings were answered when Mr. Game and Watch bent down and examined the food. "IT SMELLS LIKE IT WAS BARELY COOKED."
"But... I did cook it. I even cooked it on the lowest setting so it wouldn't burn!" said Lucario.
"...Maybe that's why it's uncooked?" pointed out Falco.
"...Well darn you're right." Lucario gulped, hoping no one tried out his fried potatoes, knowing full well that they'll be terrible as well. Meanwhile, Fox took a plateful of bacon and plopped one in his mouth.
"Hmm. Tastes burnt." said Fox. Pikachu stole the plate and saw that all the bacon on the plate were nearly blackened crisps.
"Fox, this bacon is completely burnt. How did you not notice?" asked Pikachu. Fox shrugged. "Who's the idiot who made this?" Meta Knight and Lucario crossed their arms, giving Falco a disapproving look.
"...What? You think I did this? My plan was covering his food with salt!" defended Falco.
"...Yeah, this is my fault. I thought it needed to be a little crispy..." admitted Dedede.
"Completely burnt is not crispy, Dedede." said Meta Knight.
"You know, this bread is not bad." said Peach. They looked again and saw that Peach was eating a bit of bread while sipping some tea. Meta Knight felt proud that he didn't mess up.
"Who cares about bread!" yelled Pikachu. Meta Knight frowned, while reminding himself to give another futile lesson on manners to Pikachu later. "No one cares that much about that, and everything else is crap!"
"They have-a dessert food though." said Luigi nervously. He grabbed a muffin off of a rack and took a bite. Suddenly, he widened his eyes and spit it out. He then crawled away from the muffin like it was cursed. "T-That muffin is-a evil!"
Yoshi sniffed it. "...Smells salty."
"...Oh." murmurred Falco. "That's where the salt went."
"Alright! Who's responsible for this!" yelled Ganondorf, pissed off by the lack of good food.
"I SAY WE TEAR THE KITCHEN DOORS DOWN!" shouted Captain Falcon. Everyone behind him gave a roar of agreement (with the exception of Kirby, who was fine with the terrible food). The Normals ran from the door just as it exploded (don't ask), the Smashers entering through the smoke. "Of course! Those guys! They must be so fed up with us that they decided to poison us!"
"What." said Lucario, Falco, and Dedede.
"May I remind you that the bread and pasta isnt terrible?" said Meta Knight, trying to calm down the raging crowd.
"Shut up! We shall have your heads for attempting to kill us!" yelled Falcon, with everyone else agreeing with him.
"Hold on, before you murder us for the worst reasons you can think of, can I just point out that the Minister forced us into doing this?" said Falco, holding his hands up to prepare for the attack.
"DID SOMEONE CALL ME?" said the Ancient Minister, entering the already overcrowded kitchen. "ARE YOU ALL ENJOYING THE FOO- WHY ARE YOU ALL LOOKING AT ME." The Smashers had shifted their attention from The Normals to their leader.
"Why would you put those guys in charge of cooking? They suck!" growled Bowser.
"IT'S TO PUNISH THEM FOR DEDEDE'S BLACK MARKET DEALINGS." said the minister with growing worry.
"Wait, you punished all of them for Dedede's mistake? Wouldn't it have been easier for everyone if you just told Dedede to be a janitor or something?" said Captain Olimar, somehow being able to point out the most rational thing the Ancient Minister could have done, which would have prevented this entire idiotic event from happening.
"...UM..." Their leader didn't have an answer to that.
"GET HIM INSTEAD!" yelled Captain Falcon. The Ancient Minister flew out of the room in a panic while a mad mob of hungry Smashers chased him. The Normals just stood in silence, while hearing his agonized screams along with Kirby munching on the food everyone else chose to abandon.
"...Anyone else just want to cook up some pop-tarts and call it a morning?" said Lucario.
"Yup." agreed everyone else, looking for a box of Pop-Tarts and a toaster. Despite the terrible cooking, they still get to eat and they didn't get beaten up. All in all, it was a great morning.
END OF ARC 3
Yeah, I thought it was a pretty short arc, but like I said, I couldn't figure out a way to stretch it out. So, fourth arc voting will begin as soon as I post this. I replaced the banana related arc idea, because I'm seriously tired with involving food into this story. Anyway, because status quo is god, the poll will close on the 20th. I swear, this will be a running gag. Welp, I'm going to use that time to write the last chapter of Attack of Giygas. See you guys around!