The Life Of A Breadstick

Chapter 5

Carb had a smooth recovery after his surgery.

His diet contained strawberry banana smoothies and cinnamon applesauce.

He was laying in bed, thinking about how lonely he was.

What a fantastic idea it would be to get a puppy!

He ran downstairs as fast as he could, jumping up after he face planted on the last step.

"IM OKAY!" He yelled.

"No one asked, loser."

"Do it again. I wasn't looking." His brothers replied from the kitchen.

"Shut up. No one likes you bunion Ben." Carb scoffed.

He continued his rapid journey to find his mother in the bakery shop.

"MOM MOM MOM" Carb yelled, while slipping and falling on his buns.

"Oh honey Im sorry. I just mopped the floor." Liz said

"Well... you could make it up to me by buying me a puppy" Carb said slowly while winking multiple times.

"Oh no. It seems that my eye is twitching" Carb said sarcastically whilst he leaned forward and continued to wink, desperately trying to get his point across.

"Well, I guess you boys could use a pet to keep you busy and out of my way." Liz smiled sweetly.

"YES ILL GET THE BREAD-MOBILE KEYS!" Carb said excitedly.

*At le Adoption Center*

"Ok Carb. What kind of dog do you want." Liz asked.

"Mom. I feel like Im in heaven. Is this real life? Is this really happening? Jesus is that you? Is Jesus a puppy?", Carb asked confused.

"You need to go to church and find out son." Liz simply replied.

"OMG LOOK AT THIS ONE!" Carb screamed, pointing at an angry looking pug puppy.

"Looks like a serial killer" Queen Loaf commented.

"Yeah. I like it." Carb said, smirking evilly.

"Ok. Well. Thats not creepy at all... Moving along." Liz replied quickly.

"Here sweety", Liz said picking up a spotted terrier, "hold this one."

"Aww who's a cute little puppy. You are! You're a cute little puppy!" Carb speaking to the little animal and making baby noises.

Supposedly the dog got fed up and clamped his tiny jaw down onto Carbs hand.

"OW THAT LITTLE BEAST BIT ME!" Carb yelled, accidentally dropping the dog.

"Mommy, kiss my boo boo." Carb whimpered.

Queen Loaf leaned over and kissed Carb's thumb.

"Let's look for some... Non-aggressive pups, shall we?" Liz suggested.

"Fine. Lets look at the yellow lab puppies." Carb said as he trudged off.

He picked up the yellow creature and it immediately started licking his entire face.

Carb giggled because it tickled.

"Hey. This one actually likes me! Wait what just happened. Why do I feel wet? HE PEED ON ME!" Carb exclaimed looking down at the wet spot his stomach.

Liz laughed and said "he just marked his territory. Do you want him?"

"Yeah, he's a nice little fella that doesn't know how to control his bladder, but thats ok. We all have our vices. Like I, for example, get the hiccups when I take a shower."

"Whatever Carb. Lets go home." Liz said, unenthusiastically because her son makes no sense.

*in le bread-mobile*

"So what are you going to name him?" Liz asked.

"Hmmm...", Carb hummed while tapping his chin, "I like Butter Ball cuz he's yellow and chubby, but I also like Dog."

"Please don't be that person to name their dog Dog. Lets go with Butter Ball. It suits the little sucker."

"Alright fine. Butter Ball it is." Carb sassed, rolling his eyes.

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