Once upon a time, there was a beautiful little pizza named Oliver. Oliver was a wonderful little pizza, but no one liked him because he was a little pizza. No one likes little pizzas, people only like big pizzas and so Oliver spent his days wondering if he was ever going to be loved; even if it was just by a depressed middle aged woman who had just broken up with her partner and desired a pizza to have only to herself. All of the pizzas in the land would pick on Oliver, because he was small. Oliver often told asked the larger pizzas why they didn't pick on the little uncooked pizza breads. They would simply reply with, "those imposters do not count as pizzas and we don't pick on them for they already feel ashamed with their lives."
As Oliver's life went on, he found other small pizzas in the land of Pizzeria that were just like him. Eventually, there was a group of eight little pizzas and at one of their "I-wish-I-was-bigger" meetings, Oliver had a fabulous idea. He decided that each of them would take themselves apart and remould themselves into the shape of a pizza slice. Then, all eight of them would join together and recook themselves to form one large pizza.
But, what they did not know was that they would turn themselves into an abomination...
