It was a seemingly ordinary day on Mandalore. Obi-Wan was pushing Olivia in her stroller, on his way to join Satine at a charity brunch hosted by famous chef Jordan Lindsay, who was famous for his filets and other fancy dishes.

"You might not be old enough to eat real food yet, Olivia…" Obi-Wan told his daughter. "But you're never too young to start learning about charity work."

Olivia just cooed and shook her rattle.

Obi-Wan arrived at the building with his daughter, a kind guard opening the door for him with a bow.

"Thank you, Sir."

"Your Grace."

Obi-Wan picked Olivia out from her stroller and carried her into the room where the brunch would be served, but to his great surprise, the food being served was nothing like he expected.

People were devouring food like crazy. What kind of food, you may be wondering? Well, Jordan Lindsey was famous for making foods you saute, sear, and or grill. But the food being served here was fried potato wedges, corn dogs, fried nuna, mozzarella sticks, churros, donuts, fish and chips, tempura, chimichangas… all deep fried foods!

"Obi-Wan, you finally decided to join us." Satine greeted her husband and took Olivia. "And hello, my little angel."

Satine kissed Olivia's cheek, only for concern to reappear on her face as she faced Obi-Wan.

"You noticed the menu as well?" Obi-Wan said.

"Indeed. It is not the healthiest brunch I have seen." Satine said. "Everyone does seem happy, although I'm concerned about the amount everyone is eating."

Satine was right; everyone was stuffing themselves nonstop with all the different deep fried foods there were. Both Satine and Obi-Wan understood these people being served didn't have much to eat, but it wasn't any healthier for them to devour twice their weight in food.

Suddenly, one boy's stomach just grew three times its size in a mere five seconds!

The duchess and duke both gasped.

"Did you see that?" Obi-Wan asked. Then he caught a whiff of the air. "Do I smell sushi?"

That was when a human man with brown hair dressed in a red chef's uniform was spotted serving more people even more food.

"Keep going, people. I didn't make all this to have it all sit around getting cold!" said the man, who had to be Chef Jordan.

Chef Jordan dumped a big pot of fries onto another patron's plate, and he did the same with many others.

Obi-Wan and Satine were quick to notice a lot of people gaining a lot of body mass within minutes, even seconds, of eating so much of the food. This raised some concerns in both of them; neither of them were doctors, but they were sure even junk food couldn't make anyone gain so much weight so quickly, even if they ate nothing but junk food from the moment they'd woken up in the morning to when they went to bed.

Meanwhile, Citrus was under strict supervision regarding his diet. The vet couldn't figure out why Citrus gained so much weight so quickly, so she prescribed that he eat mainly green vegetables and exercise as much as possible. However, Citrus seemed to get worse before he got better, the reason being, apparently, more goodies he snuck from the charity event a few days prior, and Citrus snacking on them in the dark of night. So, they had to raid all of Citrus's bags, his bed, and get rid of every piece of junk food in their apartment to ensure Citrus wouldn't sabotage himself any more.

Citrus ran as quickly as he could on the treadmill in the Temple's gym, drinking sips of water every few minutes to stay hydrated. Over the last few days he did as the vet said and exercised.

Master Koth's horse Zipp volunteered to be Citrus' personal trainer for the time being. After all, she had done that for a living before she was a royal guard.

"Double time, Citrus! I wanna see you sweating!" Zipp shouted.

"I'm sweating! I'm sweating!" Citrus panted. "Can I please stop now?! I've been at this for forty-five minutes!"

"Stopping is for quitters!"

"I'm tired!"

"Zipp, I think he's had enough." Plo said, taking a break from his own workout.

Zipp rolled her eyes. Being the serious fitness mare she was, she took training herself and others very seriously. Maybe a little too seriously.

"Alright, Citrus. You're done for the day."

Zipp kicked the treadmill to make it stop, sending Citrus falling onto a yoga mat.

"Maybe a warning next time?" Citrus huffed.

"Don't be a baby, Citrus. Go get washed up, and your rider's got a snack prepared for you."

Citrus felt so good once he had a bath, and he was even happier when Plo brought out a very special snack just for him.

"Your favorite healthy snack." Plo set down a plate of apple slices. Citrus's second favorite fruit.

"Mmm. Apples." Citrus licked his mouth.

"All yours. Eat them sparingly, Citrus."

And Citrus did not hesitate to dig into the crunchy, juicy red and green apple slices, after which he needed a nap. So, he made himself comfortable on a rug after finishing his snack and went to sleep.

But although Citrus was having sweet dreams, the rest of the galaxy was facing a nightmare.

It was all over the news that a bunch of orphans vanished from the Bespin Orphanage. But to everyone's great surprise, that wasn't the only orphanage to have kids go missing. And people from homeless shelters suddenly vanished as well, but no one noticed at first until the shelters were practically empty.

Everywhere the police went, they found trails of wrappers, cold fries, bits of junk food, and traces of saltwater and/or seaweed. But they had no leads where any of the missing people went. Except, something everyone who went missing had in common, all of them vanished shortly after a charity event hosted by a celebrity chef or restaurant owner who suddenly was reported missing as well.

Meanwhile, Garrett came to a conclusion when he and Mariposa studied Wrecker's bloodstream.

It turned out, Wrecker's bloodstream was filled with traces of inflarium, a magical chemical that caused weight gain.

"Small amounts of it are typically placed in calorie bars to help underweight enchanteds gain weight." Mariposa said. "But if too much is ingested at once, it causes an eater to gain a lot of weight within minutes."

"Is it toxic?" Tech asked.

"Fortunately, no." Mariposa said. "But it is unhealthy. Overdosing on inflarium results in empty calories similar to eating junk food all the time, which would normally take months. But inflarium is so powerful it causes rapid weight gain within minutes, even seconds, if you eat too much of it."

Something didn't make sense to the Batch, though. Why would Wrecker be the only one affected by inflarium? He ate pretty much everything everyone else in the palace did, and everyone else still appeared their normal size.

But then, Echo remembered something just before Wrecker suddenly gained weight.

"The charity lunch!" Echo exclaimed. "Do you remember the size of all that food? And all the junk that was being served? What if that was what had all the inflarium in it?"

Mariposa thought about it, and thought it could make some sense, but she would need to test a sample of food to be sure.

"Wrecker, do you have any more pieces of food from then you're hiding anywhere?" Mariposa asked.

"No." Wrecker shook his head.

Mariposa gave Wrecker the same stern face she used whenever Goldie tried to adopt a wild animal she found without her parents knowing.

"Wrecker, don't lie to me."

Wrecker tried to resist, but he caved.

"Okay! I have a cookie hidden under my pillow for an emergency."

"Then we'll need to test it for inflarium."

Meanwhile, Anakin was playing soccer with the kids and his twin, when he suddenly got an alert on his phone from Obi-Wan.

"Daddy, do you have to be on your phone now?" Gabby said, bouncing the ball on her knees.

"Just a second. Oh!"

"What's wrong?" Lamenta asked.

According to Anakin, Obi-Wan heard that people suddenly went missing from Mandalore after a charity brunch hosted by a celebrity chef, who went missing. But he went to investigate for himself and found something very weird.

"This may sound strange, but everywhere people have gone missing, seaweed has been found, which might explain why the area smelled like sushi." Obi-Wan said over the phone.

"You know, that sounds a lot like what they said happened at the Bespin Orphanage."

"And to make matters worse, have you seen the most recent report?"

"No, why?"

"Because another famous chef has gone missing. Ling Thai, by the look of it."

Sure enough, when Anakin turned on the news, it was reported that famous lifestyle/culinary host Ling Tsai recently served meals at a boarding school for orphans that famous singer Count Crescendo had raised funds to build a couple years back. Only, many of the students vanished shortly thereafter.

Now, it was reported that Count Crescendo himself would be hosting a private concert at another homeless shelter, and throwing a big pizza party that very same day.

"You didn't tell me you planned a party." Anakin looked at Carmine, who looked confused.

"Because I didn't." Carmine said. "Count Crescendo isn't scheduled for any charity events for at least a week."

The kids thought it sounded weird too. And then when they took a look at the news reports themselves, they noticed something else strange.

"Does it seem weird to anyone else that all these charity events are so close together?" Gabby wondered out loud.

"Gabby's right." Boba said. "All these charity events are happening in the same week."

"That's not the only strange thing," said Goldie. "All of them were hosted by celebrities who suddenly were reported missing, along with orphans and anyone who was living in the homeless shelters."

Back at the Temple, Citrus woke up from his nap and stretched out with a yawn, feeling a lot better.

"Nothing like a nap after a hard workout." Citrus sighed.

Citrus was feeling thirsty, so he decided to look in the fridge for some orange juice, when he passed by a reflective surface and caught a glimpse of his reflection.

"Hey! I'm back to normal." Citrus said.

Although he probably should've been happy to be back in shape, Citrus was also confused. How did all that bloating disappear so quickly?

Citrus ran out into the hall, finding it so much easier to get around now that he was rested and lost some weight. He came across Ahsoka, who was surprised to see him back to normal so quickly.

"Wow, Zipp must be a great instructor." Ahsoka commented. "You're back in shape already."

"A little tired, but I feel better. Except, I'm not a doctor, but isn't there such a thing as losing weight too fast?"

Ahsoka realized Citrus made a valid point. She never had much trouble with losing weight, but she'd learned enough in health class to know that losing weight too quickly could be just as dangerous as gaining a lot of weight over any amount of time. And Citrus went from gaining too much weight too quickly to back in shape in just a day. What was going on here?

Ahsoka decided to bring Citrus to a medical droid, and the result came back saying Citrus was healthy, and when he stepped on the scale, aside from losing two pounds since before the crazy weight gain, he was at a normal weight.

"Do you feel strange at all, Citrus?" asked Dr. Nema, looking Citrus over.

"Nope. But for some reason I have a weird craving for kelp chips."

"I thought you hated kelp." Ahsoka said.

"No, I hate kale. But then again, I've heard people say kelp tastes similar. Now that I think of it, I smelled an awful lot of it at the charity lunch the other day, which is weird because I didn't see sushi being served."

Ahsoka thought back to that day too, and realized Citrus was right. Why would they smell sushi without there being any around?

"Wait a minute!" Citrus' eyes went wide. "We gotta go find your master right now!"

Without telling Ahsoka why, Citrus immediately got her onto his back and ran as fast as he could.

Garrett called an emergency family meeting as soon as he and Mariposa got the test results done.

"It's just as we feared." Garrett said. "This cookie definitely is contaminated with large amounts of inflarium. That must've caused Wrecker's sudden weight gain."

"How did you carry so many leftovers anyway?" Hunter said, looking at Wrecker. "We all made sure you had no bags for carrying food in case you tried to sneak snacks."

"I got it from Citrus. He carried leftovers in his saddle and shared with me." Wrecker said.

"Does that mean Citrus must've gained a lot of weight too?" Goldie said.

"Very possible. Inflarium has pretty much the same effects on every species," said Mariposa. "Even those who typically eat more in a day."

"And we horses can eat a lot in one day." Crescent said.

"Can anything be done about… this?" Crosshair said, poking Wrecker in the side, the latter stifling a laugh as it tickled.

"Yes, except I don't remember the cure for inflarium overdosage." Garrett said.

Suddenly, that was when Citrus arrived with Ahsoka on his back.

"Ahsoka! Citrus." Anakin said. "What are you guys doing here?"

Ahsoka got down from Citrus's back and said,

"I was wondering the same thing."

The others looked at Citrus; he didn't look like he'd gained much, if any, weight.

"Citrus, you look fit as a fiddle." Pinto said.

"Thanks. I've been working out."

"Didn't you eat a lot of food at that charity lunch the other day?" Carmine asked.

"Yeah, why? Oh, is this about weight gain? Yeah, it was weird. It all just went away too while I was napping."

But Wrecker had taken a nap after trying to exercise the weight away earlier, and he was still barely fitting into his clothes.

"Citrus," said Mariposa. "Did you do anything else before you took your nap and lost all that weight?"

Citrus thought back and told them everything he'd done before napping. He took a shower after his workout with Zipp, drank some water, and then Master Plo gave him some apple slices to reward him.

"Of course! Apples are the cure."

"It's that simple?" Anakin said, amazed.

"Yes. You know the old saying, an apple a day keeps your weight at bay."

"I thought it was 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away'." Tech said.

"Yes, same difference. They have a lot of vitamins."

So, Anakin took that as his cue to bring a branch into the room with a fresh apple growing on it, which he gave to Wrecker.

"Eat this, Wrecker. It should help."

Wrecker did not hesitate to start gobbling that apple up. It was so juicy and delicious. But he ate it so quickly, he ended up burping, and then, like magic, his stomach shrank back to normal.

"Wow, that was fast!" Wrecker said, getting up and stretching a bit.

"Well, now that Wrecker's okay, can I share why I brought Ahsoka here?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then Citrus got straight to the point.

"I think there was a kelpie at the charity lunch!"

That got everyone worried, but also confused. How could there be a kelpie at the charity lunch? The orphanage wasn't very close to a body of water, and no one saw anything strange at first. But then, Lamenta remembered something odd at the event.

"I smelled sushi while we were there. But there wasn't any sushi being served, was there?"

Everyone thought back, and they confirmed none of them saw sushi anywhere in the buffet, but they could smell it.

"And remember when Pinto knocked over the cooler filled with water?"

Pinto definitely remembered, Gina freaked out at almost getting wet.

"Wait a minute!" Gabby said. "During our lesson about kelpies, didn't we read that like mermaids, kelpies have to avoid getting wet while on land?"

"Yes, because it would reveal their kelp-like skin regardless of whatever shape they've taken." Qui-Gon said.

"And I don't think Gina recognized me either." Lamenta said. "Usually, when she sees me, she wants to hug me like I'm one of her kids, and she always has a cannoli for me. And she didn't this time."

Lamenta's parents thought it seemed strange too. Caroline particularly noticed Gina not behaving like herself. What if Gina wasn't Gina? What if she was actually a kelpie in disguise?

"But wait." Pamde said. "Why would a kelpie hide at a charity lunch? There would be too many people for her to kidnap a victim without being seen."

"It could've been a male kelpie. Kelpies are masters of disguise." Garrett said. "But you do have a point. It seems strange."

"Wait a minute. Obi-Wan said it smelled like sushi at a charity brunch he and Satine were attending." Anakin decided to call his friend for questioning.

Sure enough, Obi-Wan told Anakin there was the smell of sushi at the charity brunch, but that wasn't all. There were traces of salt water and kelp in various spots on Mandalore, mostly near homeless shelters and around an orphanage too, just before Jordan Lindsey went missing.

"And then there was the announcement that Count Crescendo would be hosting a pizza party concert for some more homeless folks." Carmine said. "It would be sweet if I remembered planning that."

But then, everyone started to put the clues together. Everywhere a chef, homeless people, and/or orphans vanished, there were traces of kelp, saltwater, as well as wrappers and trails of food were found. What if these disappearances all had something in common? What if a kelpie had been to all the events and was kidnapping many victims at once?!

"How could any kelp do that?" Kara asked.

"R2?" Gabby said. "Check the MARED database for any kelpie convicts."

R2 beeped and did a scan. There were actually a few escaped convicts who were kelpies, but one had an MO that matched the description of everything that had happened recently.

Up came a picture of a green horse with kelp-like skin and hair. He had a red scar over his right eye, and wore a white chef's hat on his head.

The recent activities matched the MO of escaped convict named Lesley Boakelp, whose villain alias was Junk Foodie. He was a very dangerous kelpie, hungrier than most. Unlike other biped-eating kelpies, J.F. used his shapeshifting abilities on land most of the time. In doing so, he often took on the form of pizza guys, ice cream vendors, and much like now… chefs. Why? He did this because unlike Canivar the human eating griffin, Junk Foodie liked his food nice and plump. So when he discovered the quick weight gaining effects of inflarium, he began placing it in every tantalizing junk food there is in order to keep victims addicted so they ate and ate, never feeling full and therefore fattening up within minutes, and then he trapped them and took them to a hot spring to drown, boil, and eat them.

"That's just sick!" Boba said, disgusted.

"Wait, how exactly does he trap all those people? He can't be that strong or big enough to carry so many plumped up victims on his back." Echo said.

"Because he doesn't. According to this, he has this strange ability to shed his sticky back skin really quickly, and then when he has enough, he takes on a spider form so he can use it to trap his victims in a net."

"The same way a spider captures its prey." Maybelle said.

"Of course." Mariposa said. "To summarize, Junk Foodie doesn't wait for his prey to come to his trap. He takes the trap to the prey."

"And according to this, he was able to avoid getting caught for a long time because he mostly targeted homeless people and orphans. As in, people without anyone to miss them."

"That's both sad and terrible." Ahsoka said.

Just then, Carmine's phone rang, and Carmine answered it.

"Oh, hey, Sanjay. What's up?"

"I heard about your event, and thought I'd swing by." Sanjay said. "I don't think we've had a good pizza party since Melody Academy."

"Wait, are you talking about a pizza party concert for homeless people?" Carmine said, panic clear in his voice.

"Yeah. Why do you sound worried?"

Sanjay looked into the building and saw Count Crescendo in the crowd, only to realize that the pop star wasn't holding a phone or any device.

"Wait… where are you?"

"On Naboo." Carmine answered. "Where are you?"

"But if you're on Naboo, then who…? An imposter!" Sanjay realized too late that he said that last part too loudly, and 'Count Crescendo' looked at him. "Uh oh."

"Sanjay, get out of there now!"

Sanjay ran like his life depended on it, which in this case, it did.

"Listen carefully, Sanjay. That imposter is a kelpie. Whatever you do, don't get anywhere near water."

But then, Carmine heard a whinny and a yell over the phone.

"Sanjay? Sanjay!"

And then the connection was lost. Carmine was frozen. From what he could hear over the phone, it sounded like Junk Foodie got to his best friend.

"I think Junk Foodie got Sanjay." Carmine panicked.

It was bad enough when the hypothesis of Junk Foodie kidnapping the chefs came to light. But now, for Carmine, it was personal.

"We gotta find out where he's taking him and the other victims."

"How do we do that?" Gabby asked.

"Let's look at the locations of all the charity events that happened." Padme said. "Chances are Junk Foodie took all the victims somewhere not far from all of them.

So far, they knew that celebrity chefs who vanished hosted events on Naboo, Mandalore, and on Ryloth. Except, these planets were a distance from each other. Junk Foodie likely did that on purpose to throw any authorities off his trail. But, the investigators searched anyway.

"What kind of kelpie is Junk Foodie?" Anakin asked.

Gabby looked at Junk Foodie's profile again and confirmed he was a saltwater kelpie, which made sense since traces of saltwater were found everywhere he'd been. His usual M.O. involved taking victims to hot springs before eating them.

"Are there any planets with hot springs between all these places?" Garrett asked.

R2 projected a map of planets so everyone could look. There were a lot of aquatic planets, but if Junk Foodie brought victims to any of them, he wouldn't have a lot of hot spring options.

"What about Castilon?" Lamenta said. "Isn't there a field of ocean volcanoes somewhere on that world?"

"Yes! There is." Padme said.

According to a geography report on Castilon, there was a field of volcanoes so big and powerful that they heated the water surrounding them all the way to the surface, which was why any ships that flew to that planet were advised to stay a certain distance away.

However, there were also rocky islands near that space with caves in them, but no one explored them because they were too close to the heated oceans.

"That has to be where he's taking all the victims!" Carmine said.

"Unexplored caves near dangerous waters would be a pretty good place to hide a bunch of victims to make into soup." Anakin said.

"We gotta hurry!"

"Hold on, Carmine," said Garrett. "We'll need to assemble a team quickly."

Sanjay struggled as he was wrapped and muzzled by a web of sticky kelp and carried away on the back of a giant spider, then thrown into a rusty shark diving cage that was reinforced with what looked like kelp wrapped around the bars like duct tape.

Sanjay was terrified when he saw that he wasn't the only one in the cage. In it were famous chefs Gina Dean-Lorraine, Jordan Lindsey, and Ling Thai. All of them were restrained and muzzled with kelp like him and struggling to escape.

"I wouldn't struggle if I were you," said the spider.

The spider shifted to his true form, a green horse with kelp-like skin and a red scar over his right eye.

And these four trapped victims were even the only ones in the cave. When they looked around, they saw several people who Junk Foodie fattened up already were crying and struggling to escape from cocoons of kelp. However, not all of them were in cocoons; some were in nets because they weren't quite fattened up enough.

Junk Foodie looked at some of the victims as they became scared again. He pulled out some extra candy he had stashed and tried to feed it to some of the victims.

"Eat up, little ones." The kelpie sang. "You gotta grow up big. And I mean real big."

But for once, the kids were refusing to eat the sugary goodies. But Junk Foodie wasn't having it, and started to force anyone refusing to eat to swallow whatever junk food he had on him to fatten them up more and more before they would become snacks themselves!