Chowder walked from his room to the kitchen, yawning. "Wow, I sure slept well! Uhhh... what are you guys doing?"
Mung and Schnitzel were on a gigantic paper plate, Schnitzel was laying down with his hands behind his head and Mung was sitting on a lawn chair. "Oh, hello Chowder, we're just using the procrastination plate."
"The whosit-what now?" Chowder questioned.
"The procrastination plate." Mung explained. "It saps you of energy and lets you just... relax, take a load off or two. Prevent you from writing any stories. It's a slippery slope."
Chowder's eyes widened, before he squinted in confusion. "How does relaxing prevent you from writing stories?"
"Good question, Chowder! Schnitzel?" Mung turned to Schnitzel, but saw he was asleep, so just opted to get off the chair. "Always have to do everything myself on this plate..."
Mung cleared his throat and stretched. "You see, Chowder, stories are a lot like spices. Each one has their own flavor, their own unique taste they bring to the table. Nobody's going to like every spice, some people won't like most spices, sometimes you can debate whether certain things even are spices, but everybody likes at least one spice. And it comes to us chefs to make those spices, to ease the tastebuds of the raving community just because we want to."
Chowder's eyes sparkled. "Wow..."
"Yes, yes, I'm a genius, no need to thank me. Anyhow, when it comes to stories being spices, being on the procrastination plate is like..." Mung struggled to find the words for a moment. "...putting all the ingredients away on the top shelf! And boarding the shelf shut. And locking it in the garage. And you want to get those ingredients out, you want to start cooking, but the task of opening the garage and actually finding it eludes you."
Chowder stared at Mung for a couple seconds, before his eyebrows furrowed. "I thought genius came out of a lamp. Did you come out of a lamp, Mung?"
Mung sighed. "Never mind, Chowder. Let's just say people on the procrastination plate struggle to finish stories and leave it like that."
"Do you think someone would really do that, Mung?" Chowder worried. "Stop working on a story, leaving all their fans in the middle of anticipation?"
"Nonsense, Chowder!" Mung dismissed. "Anyone who leaves a story unfinished is someone you will never, ever, EVER be able to forgi
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Low Effort Vent-y Chowder Fanfic
FanficJust to kind of vent my, aka monkeyman2020/monkeyman2022's, frustration. Not really meant for hardcore Chowder fanatics, moreso people who want to know what the heck I'm doing in a Chowder-y way. There won't really be a beginning or end to this unl...