A Flavourful Night

A Savoury Morning

You awoke the next morning, rays of sunshine gleaming through the jello wall. You rolled over and noticed that Flint wasn't in the jello bed with you. You yawned and rubbed your eyes, slowly getting up. You walked out of the jello bedroom and into the jello kitchen where Flint was preparing for breakfast. "Good morning" he said as you walked over to the jello table and sat down. "Morning" you replied smiling. "What did you want for breakfast?" he asked. You thought for a moment and replied, "I would love some pancakes." He immediately rushed to his laptop and began to type 'Pancakes' very aggressively. Within minutes there was a continuous rainfall of pancakes coming from the sky, however this was not a particularly exciting phenomenon as one might think, it was just another Wednesday. You and Flint grabbed plates from the jello cabinet and headed outside for breakfast.

After collecting some pancakes you sit on a nearby bench. You look around eagerly not seeing Flint anywhere. Where had he gone? You thought, beginning to eat your pancakes. It had been ten minutes and he was still nowhere to be seen. A moment later Flint walked over to the bench and sat next to you. You eat slowly, taking in the view and making idol chit-chat with the man next to you. Flint turns to you with a questioning look on his face "C- can i ask you something?" he asks, his lip quivering. You reply "Of course, is everything alright? You look worried." He took a deep breath and looked into your eyes "This question is important, your answer will decide whether this stays as a one night bounce or... becomes something more." he continued and you listened intently. "Well what is it?" you asked eager to hear what Flint had to say. He took a long pause before asking the question, he looked into your eyes and breathed deeply, "Ya like jazz?"

You gasp as the realisation sets in. "Barry?... is that you?" The conspicuous man looks back at you with a hopeful look in his eyes, "H- how did you know?" he says, his face full of joy. "Just a feeling." you replied shrugging. Flint started shaking violently and his skin started to peel off revealing a vibrant yellow. This confirmed your suspicions, the man's skin almost completely removed. In front of you stood Barry B Benson. You stared in shock for a moment, "Wait" you said sharply, "If your Barry then where's Flint?" Barry's face suddenly went dull, he looked deep into your eyes, silence and tension filling the air. The expression on his face became panicked at you questioning and he began to speak."You cannot know" he stated glumly. "What do you mean?" You stood up and Barry mirrored your movements, "What did you do Barry?"

Barry looked down at the ground and sighed. He looked at you with sadness in his eyes before reaching behind him and pulling out a large wooden bat. Before you could say anything Barry violently whacked you in the back of the head. You collapsed to the ground, the world around you going blacks as you fell unconscious.