School trips.

Chef's worst nightmare in his case.

They always ended up in the most unpredictable way possible! Honestly, last trip Duncan lit a tree on fire. Chef was just glad it wasn't on private property, or he'd have a lot of lawsuits to pay for. He felt his hand grip tighter on the steering wheel of the bus, veins popping out of his hands and looking more defined than usual. In the back he could already hear Izzy, the freckled red-headed girl imitating a pig (while hopefully not doing cartwheels behind him)

Let's just get this over with…

As Chef started the bus, feeling it shake for a moment before it was ready to move officially,

"YAAAAY!"

All the kids behind him started to cheer and clap their hands, like those people who applaud when the plane lands! Chef quickly snapped his head to the side to look behind him. Although it did not deter the kid's enthusiasm,

"QUIET!! Er…you all have to be very good if you want to get there."

"Yeah, good. I'll be super good!"

Beth sat in her seat, more polite than the other kids. Her short legs dangled over the seat, and she wore a bee costume with short brown pigtails so tight Chef was surprised it hadn't ripped off her scalp yet. But...he knew he couldn't say that out loud, or he'd be kicked out of a job immediately. Well, she was the nicest of the kids, so he didn't have a reason to act all strict.

It wasn't as busy today on the roads, so he was quite relieved. Usually these roads are packed, due to a car accident or just too many people in one place. But this time it felt off. Too off. There seems to be no commotion he can see and…oh does it matter? Chef rested his eyelids. There is no harm in that, right? Everything else is alert! Like his foot on the pedal—

"Chef - Chef!"

He heard a squeaky voice behind him, so he immediately bolted upright in his seat and widened his eyes to O's.

"What's going on?"

CRASH!

…

…

Something felt so odd at that moment. He didn't feel any pain, but he crashed into something. Surely, he should be feeling something bad right now. Why was the bus moving? Why was his foot on the pedal? And why was he even resting his eyes? Had he not gotten enough sleep?

Where was he even?

"Chef! Cheeef!~"

That same voice called out again, and Chef quickly sat up. His eyes widened as he blinked and turned next to him.

"Co…Cody?"

"Yay! He's not dead!"

All the kids cheered again, now clapping for a much better reason. He wasn't dead. Obviously not!

He sat upright, his feet dangling over the edge of the seat. The smell of metal filled the air as he took in the sights and sounds of the city.

Coppery, which is a metal, right?

"K-Kids? OH!!"

Idiot IDIOT!! You crashed a bus with kids in it! He jumped onto his feet making a loud thud sound and looked at all of them frantically.

"Are you all okay? Everyone can walk!?"

He picked up the first kid in his track, Jude who just calmly looked up at him. His beanie was a bit slanted sure but it was always like that. He looked a bit sleepy, you can't let someone sleep during a concussion Chef! But wait…he always looked sleepy. He put Jude back down, just staring down at him for a moment before looking at the rest.

"I can't walk!"

"What!?"

Chef immediately looked at the direction the words were spoken at.

God damn Izzy.

"But I can crawwwwwl!"

She immediately went on her knees as Duncan pointed at her,

"She's a dog— no, a horse!— no…"

Chef just sighed. He had much better things to worry about and HOLY—

As he looked over to the side of him he saw the state of the front of his bus. They seemed to have crashed into a tree somehow near the road, if Chef was any closer he would surely have gotten demolished. Why were he and the kids even in here now!?

"Er- everyone out of the bus and outside! Sit on the grass! Yes, that's it."

In a straight line, Chef guided everyone outside as he tried to get them to ignore the clear destruction of the bus right behind them. Which was easy! Cause they loved to see Izzy act like a cat, meowing and meowing…sigh.

"Right so uhm—"

"Are we still going to the foam park?"

"No Jude, we are not going to the THEME park at this moment."

Jude frowned as he looked down at the grass disappointed, he then looked up again, this time with a pout before speaking again:

"But whyyyyy?"

Chef rubbed his temples. What were the advantages of this job? Good pay? Genuine love for the children? Entertainment? Considering he felt none of those at this very moment…no that was wrong. He didn't hate them. They were…kids! Just acting like kids. It wasn't their fault for the crash at all, he basically fell asleep for no reason and swerved into a tree very conveniently. In what seemed to be a very rural area. Chef spoke in a more soft voice.

"Well…the bus isn't working let's say—"

"OH NO!!"

Courtney, the most bossy one of the kids, Chef remembered her as put her small hands to her mouth, her eyes widening increasingly.

"T-The bus it's—"

"Not working! Thank you for noticing Courtney how smart you are!"

Chef took a step to the side to cover the front part of the bus. He was incredibly tall and muscular(which he was extremely proud of fufufu) so he covered most of it easily! Courtney, the little drama queen seemed to like being called smart as he puffed out her chest proudly. In the corner of Chef's eye he could see Duncan stick out his tongue at her. The rivalry those two had. They could never get along it seemed.

But now Chef had another problem, other than his bus being broken as he is probably not going to the 'foam park' anymore.

They're stranded. In the most flat piece of land he'd ever seen. Except for the convenient tree he crashed into, at least it wasn't a barn eh?

"…you know how you kids lose your toys?"

Chef had an awkward grin on his face as it appeared slowly, showing his pearly whites to kids who mostly did not care and wanted to go on roller coasters.

"Yeah! One time I lost my apple juice, and I was really sad…until I found a dragon stole it! I was so mad I went to go kick its butt!"

Izzy furrowed her eyebrows and smiled evilly, she started to kick the air and accidentally kicking Cody in the stomach as he coughed out the air out of him,

"Owieeeee!"

Cody put his hands on his stomach, his cheeks puffed out. Chef just gave a glance at Izzy. It worked. Sometimes, oh how he was glad it was one of those times.

"That's…exactly what we need! To find something we lost."

"What did we lose, Chef?"

Beth asked, putting a finger to her chin. Her eyes were wide and glowing with curiosity, she didn't seem scared at all! She just liked sitting on the grass with some flowers under her, guess she really was a bee.

"…uhm."

He didn't think about that. Chef cleared his throat and put his arm to his side,

"My coffee, now I think it's around here somewhere! We just have to find someone around here who will help us—"

"Oh! Me! Mememememe!"

Someone was certainly eager, and that someone was Owen. With his hand as high up in the air as it could go,

Owen was one of the kindest kids he'd ever met! And the most gassiest too…would people even touch him with a 10ft pole?

"Whaaaaat? No, I wanna do it!"

Courtney also had her hand in the air, but in a more polite and orderly manner unlike Owen. But she was eager in her own way too. Chef calmed them down since the two were now bickering about which one of them could find help,

"You both can do it. But you've gotta keep a promise."

"Uh huh uh huh!"

"You must not…"

"Yeah? Uh huh!"

Courtney was practically gonna jump up in the air and let out a 'whoopee!' While Owen looked like he was gonna explode with pure excitement…heh. How Chef was proud of that joke.

"You two don't wander too far—"

He was swiftly interrupted by their intolerable squeaking, like little mice begging for cheese.

"Alright thanks Chef we'll find someone byeee!!"

"Wait—"

The two ran off together. Chef just knew they were racing, 'no i'm gonna win!' 'No I am!'. He chuckled to himself as he made impressions of them in his head. If he was a voice actor he'd be pretty darn good at it…hey sounds like a job opportunity if he said so himself.

"We found someone."

They both said in unison, Chef flinched, looking down at them in shock.

"What? No you didn't, It hasn't even been a minute!"

"Geez, what type'r hoser got himself into this situation eh?"