"So a diner, huh?" Cleo asked Cherry as they went to their new location on Drell's instructions. "Are we gonna meet Johnny Bravo?"
"No, this isn't Pops' Diner, this place looks like..." Cherry began to say until she squinted her eyes at the strange name of the place they had to go to next. "'Greasy Gallery Café'." she then read aloud.
"Sounds gross." Cleo commented.
"I know, but we gotta do it." Cherry replied with a sigh.
"Hopefully the food is good." Cleo remarked.
"I think I prefer Hilda's coffeehouse." Cherry retorted.
"I hope so too," Drell said as he looked at the menu. "Everything looks weird on this menu though."
"Drell? What're you doing here?" Cherry asked the warlock. "You said this was my mission."
"I came by for a lunch break after watching you for a while," Drell explained as he patted down his stomach. "Dexter's mom looks like she made a very good breakfast."
Cherry and Cleo both looked deadpan at that.
"I still think Hilda and Zelda's coffeehouse seems better... This place smells like it has rats." Cherry said.
"I'll help get rid of them~" Cleo smirked.
"You can try, but this adventure involves the kitchen, I volunteer one of you to go there," Drell said before facing the perky goth. "Cherry, you do it."
Cherry glanced at him and soon went to do it, going into the kitchen as a duck was seen cooking some soup and yelped, seeing a rat eating from a vegetable basket behind the duck. "I should've guessed..." she then muttered.
The duck there looked over, seeing her. "Are you the new waitress?" he then asked her.
"Uh! I-" Cherry stammered.
"It's about time you got here! The name's Yuckie Duck, I'm your new boss," The male duck said, forcing her into a green waitress uniform with a white apron, a notepad, and a pencil. "I've been looking for a new waitress for a while... I'm gonna have to duct your first payday for being late."
"I'm not-" Cherry said.
"I'm almost done with the soup!" Yuckie said before shoving in the vegetables along with the rats inside of it, pushing a button.
A chicken was shown to be sleeping until an alarm clock went off as he salt and peppered himself up before sticking himself in the soup for a moment before drying himself off and going back to sleep.
"I just saw that happen..." Cherry sweat-dropped. "I'm never gonna have that moment back when that didn't exist."
"I need a taste tester," Yuckie then said. "You can do that job too."
"Wait, what?" Cherry asked cynically as usual.
"I gotta hurry before my niece comes by for a visit!" Yuckie told her. "Are you up for the task?" he then asked her.
"I feel like no matter what I say or do you're gonna do it anyway." Cherry replied in her usual deadpan voice.
Yuckie soon shoved the spoon in her mouth. "Well, whatya think?"
Cherry groaned and soon turned her head away, throwing up a bit, looking very sickly.
"WAITER!" A man soon yelled out. "WAITER!"
"That's you, kid!" Yuckie smiled, shoving her out of the kitchen.
"I'm gonna get Drell for this..." Cherry groaned in misfortune.
Drell appeared to be sitting at a table, reading a book while Cleo was lapping from a saucer of milk. Cherry then suddenly sped by out of the kitchen, looking rather frantic.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Drell said, pulling her over a bit. "I said go see what's going on in the kitchen, not get a new job!"
"I had to, thanks to you!" Cherry glared.
"Me?" Drell asked innocently.
"Yeah!" Cherry replied sternly. "That duck thinks I'm his new waitress!"
"Oh, well, in that case, I'd like a sardine and onion sandwich with plenty of cheese." Drell suddenly told her.
"How did you get put in charge of The Witch's Council again?" Cleo deadpanned to the warlock in a way that could nearly match her master.
"I'm not taking your ord-" Cherry rolled her eyes.
Drell then took out some emergency money which were mostly 100 dollar bills, shocking both her and Cleo. "What? This is mortal currency, right?" he then asked. "I hear things can be quite pricey."
"Okay..." Cherry said as she down his sandwich order.
"You know what I want... They do have salmon, right?" Cleo asked.
"Erm... I'll have to check..." Cherry said before holding out her hand. "Drell, you have to tip me now. That's how it works in this realm."
Drell held his money out of reach with a smirk. "Don't you remember that Hilda owns a coffeehouse? Nice try."
"Can't blame a girl for trying?" Cherry smiled nervously.
"Waiter? WAITER!" The man from before continued to yell.
"Oh, look, he said waiter, looks like I can take a break." Cherry said before sitting down with a smirk.
"GET TO WORK!" Yuckie told her.
"Then again..." Cherry said, rushing off to the man. "Hello, there, my good man," she then did a double take and muttered to herself once she recognized the man. "Chef Mung Daal? He doesn't even exist in the 90s."
"A runny Limburger cheese sandwich." Mung Daal requested as he stroked his mustache.
"Yes, sir! One juicy Limburger cheese sandwich coming right up." Cherry said as she wrote that down on her notepad.
"Mm... Limburger Cheese..." Drell smiled while Cleo stuck her tongue out a bit.
"Uh, sir? Some Limburger Cheese sandwiches?" Cherry called, coming back to the kitchen.
"Why thank ya!" Yuckie told her before opening his cheese fridge.
"I already don't like this world." Cherry muttered to herself.
"Here you are, you can help me with this." Yuckie then said.
"I can?" Cherry asked dryly. "What can I do to help?" she then forced herself to ask the delusional duck.
"Help me cook the food," Yuckie replied like it was obvious. "What do YOU think?"
"Oh, um, okay." Cherry shrugged at that.
Yuckie soon took the cheese out, taking out a key to open the lock to let out the cheese.
"Ugh! That smells like Drell's feet!" Cherry groaned from the cheese smell.
The smell was so bad that it even kicked Yukcie in the face. "PU! This stuff smells worse than the back end of a wet moose in Spring!" the duck then commented.
"Say what?" Cherry asked, blinking in confusion at that statement.
Yuckie put on a gas mask as he opened the cloche to take care of the food.
"Gugh!" Cherry groaned. "That smells worse than Drell's feet!" she then took out a gas mask herself to breathe in relief.
The cheese then tried to run away from them.
"Cheese is running away... Well... This isn't the craziest thing I've ever seen..." Cherry said as she took out a baseball bat and chased after the cheese. "Here, cheese, cheese, cheese!"
The cheese then suddenly burped in her face.
"Ew..." Cherry groaned sickly. "How do I get myself into these situations?" she then complained.
Yuckie passed out a bit before he got back up to chase after the cheese.
"Okay, you go get the cheese, I'll wait here with my bat." Cherry smirked as she stayed put.
"Hey, Cherry, is everything okay in here?" Cleo asked as she poked her head in through the kitchen doors. "I thought I heard screaming."
"Oh, you know, just another day in the life of Cherry Butler," Cherry rolled her eyes a bit. "I've seen crazier stuff go on in the Other Realm whenever me or Atticus had to help Sabrina out of a pickle."
The cheese was still running around while trying to lose Yuckie.
"See what I mean?" Cherry deadpanned. "The only way to punctuate the craziness is if Hilda and Zelda suddenly showed up."
Cleo then looked over and suddenly saw two familiar witches right behind the perky goth. "You mean if they suddenly showed up right behind you?" she then asked.
"Yes, if they were suddenly right-" Cherry replied until she interrupted herself and looked annoyed already. "They're suddenly right behind me, aren't they?" she then asked her kitten.
"Do you want me to be honest or lie?" Cleo asked with a sheepish shrug.
"Where did you two come from?" Cherry asked, unfazed by the Spellman sisters.
"Well, we wanted to just check up on your adventure." Hilda said innocently.
"She just came here to see Drell." Zelda said, smirking at her sister.
Cherry just rolled her eyes at that. "Well, he's waiting for his lunch even though I'm sure he probably just recently ate." she then told the witch sisters.
"Typical." Hilda and Zelda sighed together.
They all then suddenly heard a scream as Yuckie stabbed the cheese with a knife and he had smirked in victory.
"Good, he caught his cheese," Cherry said. "Can I leave now?"
"Are you sure this is the Mortal Realm, dear?" Zelda asked. "This feels like something Hilda would do in a restaurant."
"Hey!" Hilda glared.
"I don't know anymore." Cherry rolled her eyes.
"Where's my sandwich?!" Drell whined from the other room. "I'm getting hungry!"
"Is that a no?" Cherry sweat-dropped.
"I got it, Waitress!" Yuckie told the perky goth.
"Yeah, I'm thrilled for ya." Cherry muttered cynically before she magicked up Drell's sandwich on a plate and decided to bring it to him anyway.
"Here you go!" Yuckie said as he set the plate down to the hungry customer. "One extremely foul Limburger cheese sandwich!"
"With a cockroach." Cherry added.
Yuckie saw the bug and slammed his plate down onto it with a nervous smile.
"Bon appetite." Cleo told Mung Daal as he glanced at his sandwich while Drell took his own sandwich from Cherry.
"Well, it's about time!" Drell said as he ate the sandwich, calming down a little. "Oh, hey, Hilda and Zelda," he then said to the Spellman sisters. "Where'd you two come from?"
"That's what I wanna know!" Cherry replied. "They just came from nowhere!"
"Well, we had to go back to the Mortal Realm after our spa visit." Zelda explained.
"I must've goofed on that one." Hilda giggled bashfully.
"Ah, Hilda, you know how much I've missed you~" Drell smiled warmly at her.
Cherry shuddered in the background as Drell and Hilda shared a warm embrace with each other.
"Ugh! Don't kiss me yet!" Hilda groaned. "Take some mouthwash!"
"That's the smartest thing I've heard you say, Hilda." Cherry smirked.
Zelda then suddenly looked at her watch. "Oh! Come on, Hilda," she then told her sister. "Our favorite show is coming on and I don't want to miss it."
"Aww... Do we have to leave now?" Hilda asked.
"Why are you even here to begin with?" Cherry deadpanned.
"We thought we'd come by," Hilda smiled. "You wanna watch with us, Cherry?"
"...Whatever it is, I'm sure I'll pass..." Cherry mumbled as she looked bashful. "Erm... Go start without me?"
"And I'll see you later, Drell~" Hilda said before winking at him and with that, the Spellman sisters teleported back home to Greendale.
"Can we go now?" Cherry groaned.
"I'm afraid not." Drell told her.
Cherry groaned again as Yuckie was still at work. "Can I at least order something to eat?" she then asked.
"All right, I wouldn't let you starve." Drell said as he took out a few hundred dollar bills to pay for the food.
"Thank you, Drell," Cherry said before looking at the menu as Cleo began to nibble on some salmon. "By the way, what's Mung Daal doing here? He doesn't even exist yet." she then wondered.
"Well, like I've said before, some things aren't what you remember seeing them or knowing them in this adventure and it's up to you to fix it and I meant to give you this beforehand, but I forgot to." Drell said before he took out what looked like a regular cellular phone.
"Yeah, keep it cryptic, Drell, cuz that worked so well between Twilight and Princess Celestia," Cherry rolled her eyes before looking over. "A cell phone?" she then asked.
"No, my dear Cherry, this is a Spell Phone with a special Add-a-Friend feature." Drell clarified and explained.
"Spell Phone, huh?" Cherry asked then. "I'm guessing that's the Netherworld version of a cell phone that costs like a jillion Netherworld credits like going into Dream Land."
"Yeah, but I'll give you a pass because of how vital and important this mission is," Drell replied. "Are you aware of the Add-a-Friend feature?" he then asked her.
"I'm guessing that's a contact list or something." Cherry replied with a shrug.
"Well, yes, there's that, but you can insert one friend in place of the other to help you in a mission before you start it," Drell advised as he gave her the Spell Phone, letting her look through her friends' list which had the obvious list of Atticus, Mo, Lionel, Sabrina, Thor, and even Cleo. "Choose wisely though."
"How do I know which friend to choose to come with me?" Cherry wondered.
"That's up to you to decide before your next mission starts and they'll take the place of the friend who was with you before," Drell told her more. "The choice is up to you in the end, but if the mission becomes very graphic, especially near the end, you might need all of your friends."
"Gosh, this last mission sounds dangerous," Cleo commented. "What could it be?"
"I dunno, lemme see." Cherry said, about to skip to the last page of the book.
"Sorry, no spoilers!" Drell said as he closed the book in Cherry's hands before she could see any more. "You'll just have to wait and see."
"Well, all right." Both Cherry and Cleo groaned at that since Drell was being difficult again since he loved to mess with people's heads at any given opportunity.
Drell smirked a little as they continued to sit around for a little while to get some food until Cherry decided to go back to work to appease Yuckie since he began to see her as lazy for not tending to people. A green rat with a candle on its head seemed to run off with Mung Daal's sandwich after the blue-skinned, mustached man tried to brush off the stink several times before eating it.
"Was that Gorgonzola?" Cleo wondered.
"Don't eat him, he'll give you indigestion." Drell advised.
"Waiter! Waiter! WAAITER!" An overly dramatic woman called out.
"Sounds like that's me," Cherry said as she stood up before petting her kitten. "I'll try to make this quick, okay?"
Cleo purred under her touch as her tail waved and curled a little, though pouted as Cherry had to go away again.
"At your service. What will it be?" Cherry forced herself to greet the woman until her eyes widened a bit as it appeared to be someone repulsive, in both the series she came from and Cherry's overall opinion of her from said series. "Ms. Endive..." she then mumbled.
The Oompa-Loompa-looking woman turned around and grabbed Cherry by her collar, looking the perky goth dead in the eyes through her glasses. "A big, fat, juicy, tender steak!" she then demanded.
"One slab of slaughtered moo meat coming up." Cherry replied as she did her best to use diner lingo.
Endive then let go of Cherry, sending the perky goth flying all through the restaurant until she crashed through the kitchen doors.
"About time you got back to work, waitress," Yuckie said as he looked down at her. "What's the order?"
"Steak." Cherry replied.
"Coming right up!" Yuckie nodded and soon dashed off to the meat freezer.
"How does Tiana find this rewarding?" Cherry groaned to herself.
Yuckie then opened the meat freezer, sending howling and blistering cold wind out the door. Cherry and Yuckie both shivered and froze a bit as even snow came out of the freezer.
"Jeez, are Elsa and Jack Frost in there having snowcones?" Cherry deadpanned to herself.
"Brr! Good point, kid!" Yuckie said before he walked off, then came back in an earmuff and heavy coat, going into the meat freezer with much ease now, then pulled out the hacked back end of a cow by the tail.
Cherry grimaced as that looked kind of disturbingly gross. "I am not a fan of the guy who made this cartoon, he's way too wacky and repulsive in ways that look like John Kricfalusi smoked too much crack." she then said to the fourth wall.
Yuckie soon laid out the cow corpse as Cherry managed to shut the freezer door and tried to warm herself up. The delusional duck then took out a giant axe and chopped off a chunk of it, making a bloody mess on the floor suddenly. Flies buzzed around it as he peeled it off the floor, plucking out the loose hairs that got stuck to it, then he blew on it, and wiped it clean with his elbow. Yuckie grinned as it looked as good as new and soon slapped it onto the stove to cook it before it started to flop around a bit with steam puffing Yuckie and Cherry in the face as Cherry took off her glasses to wipe them clean.
A cockroach crawled around Endive's table as she waited for her food and soon, Cherry came back with the steak after Yuckie was done cooking it.
"Hot off the greasy grill. A steak fit for a drama queen." Cherry said, presenting Endive's dinner to her.
Endive took out her fork and knife and tried to cut through the steak to eat it, but had trouble in doing so.
"Whoa... I thought that was a bit frosty." Cherry commented to herself.
"This meat is as hard as a hunk of formica!" Endive ranted as her fork and knife couldn't cut through the meat as it was still pretty hard. "It's impossible to cut!"
"Tut, tut and tush, tush!" Yuckie yelled as he stormed over suddenly with an easy-going grin before taking out what looked like a sword. "What you need here is a sharper knife!"
"Or the time my old friend Wart pulled out Excalibur." Cherry smirked since the knife looked more like a sword to her.
"You're not getting paid for sarcastic comments." Yuckie glared at Cherry.
"I'm not getting paid at all," Cherry deadpanned. "You just met me today and I already feel disgusted to be apart of this universe."
"Grr..." Yuckie glowered at her before he hopped onto the table and grinned at Endive innocently. "Allow me to be of assistance to such a sweet lady!" he then told her before stamping his foot on the steak, lifting the other end of it up, trying to cut the steak, but that didn't do anything either until the knife got janked up while cutting right into the meat.
"I think you need a new knife." Cherry smirked.
Yuckie looked unfortunate before growling in sheer frustration and anger, then tried to use a Musketeer sword until it got curled up on impact. Yuckie narrowed his eyes as he chucked that away, then tried a hacksaw, but the steak was so rough that the spikes just broke off. Now Yuckie was really mad as he literally blew his top and even tried to use a chainsaw only for it to explode. Cherry yawned as she just stood and waited for something of interest to happen, though she felt like she was going to have to wait for a long, long time since this wasn't interesting at all to her. Yuckie even tried to use a buffer, an axe, a sledgehammer, a jackhammer, spiked mace, a bow and arrow, a pic-axe, a blowtorch, a guillotine, a stake and a hammer, a whip, a pistol, and finally wrapped up the steak in dynamite, ducking under the table to prepare for the final blow. BOOM!
"Wow, that's one tough steak," Cherry commented. "I bet not even Cathleen in all her wolfiness couldn't cut through that." she then smirked to herself a little, seeming darker than usual in her snarkiness.
Yuckie got up from under the table only for the solid cold steak to hit him in the back of the head.
"MANAGER!" Endive soon yelled out.
"Yes? Anything wrong?" The manager asked as he came to see her.
"This nutty cook and waitress destroyed my steak dinner!" Endive complained, grabbing Yuckie by his neck and Cherry by her collar.
"I don't even work here!" Cherry ranted.
"Have anything you want, free of charge, made especially for you." The manager offered to Endive to avoid her wrath.
"I feel like grubbing down on some..." Endive began to say before looking right at Yuckie.
"I guess this is a happy ending." Cherry mumbled to herself as she knew where this was going.
Soon, the manager went to give Endive the dinner she deserved.
"Can we go now? I don't like it here." Cherry complained to Drell.
"Well, all right," Drell sighed and nodded. "But you'll have to see Yuckie Duck again eventually."
"I can't wait." Cherry replied with firm disdain in her voice.
Drell then took out the book he gave Cherry to send the perky goth and her kitten somewhere else as the story began to wrap up around here. However, just as they left, a bus pulled up to the restaurant and in came a young girl who looked very familiar.
"Uncle Yuckie? I'm here! Where are ya?" Gosalyn Waddlemeyer called out as she came into the restaurant as she clearly didn't belong there, but it was too late to send her back to where she came from now.
"Here it is, specialty of the house," The manager told Endive as he served her her special dinner, removing the cloche to show Yuckie inside a soup bowl, splashing broth over himself and appeared to be plucked and de-feathered as he drummed his beak with his finger, having gone insane from today's work day. "Duck soup."
"Is this life?" Yuckie asked himself before he continued.
"Oh, Uncle Yuckie, what have you gotten yourself into now?" Gosalyn sighed and shook her head like she knew this was typical behavior.