Bash Mendez must save his favorite snack food from getting ruined by being turned into a gluten-free, sugarless, tasteless, and ultimately useless food by the nation's most zealous health nuts.
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When Bash Mendez realizes...
Bush snapped back, "Stop shushing! Get out here, I got something! RUN!"
"I've never smelt it this strong before," said Bash. "And it keeps getting stronger!"
They rounded the last building and headed for the dumpster, which was contained within three cement walls and a tall wooden door. When they reached the door — a long, tall, and heavy door that rolled on wheels — Duncan jumped up and down, raising his feet off the floor with every jump.
Bash watched and wrinkled his forehead, and pointed at his apparently half-kangaroo friend. "Since when? Since when do you jump?"
Duncan landed and looked at Bash with wide eyes. "This is as far as I've gotten."
Bash looked at the dumpster door and forgot about the jumping. His nose followed a trail of the heavenly smell of Creamys into the dumpster area.
When the large door rolled shut behind Bash and Duncan, Bash led the way around to the back of the dumpster where the smell came from.
Bash wrestled with pulling up an old rusted and heavy pothole cover. He descended a few feet into the hole, then looked up to ask Duncan if he was coming. Lance and Rainbow ran up.
"Move," she told Duncan, and said to Bash, "Go on, I'm coming too."
"How ... why are you here ..."
"Because I love you. Now go down!"
Bash did as he was told and took Buddha down with him.
Bash's feet finally touched ground, he and Buddha turned around to see a gigantic room lit up by long lights bolted to the earth above. At least 100 people stopped what they were doing and looked at the shocked man and his dog.
He looked back to be sure everyone else had come down the ladder. Lance wore a white sailor uniform. Bash didn't question the sailor uniform because he was too stunned by all the people he just found down a pothole.
There were rows of ovens and a chef standing at each oven. There were rows of tables with rows of cooks lined along the tables. White baking flower covered the tables. A beady-eyed woman wearing a red chef's outfit blew a whistle that made Bash and his team cringe and cover their ears.
"Bash to woooooork!" Demanded the red chef. Immediately the place was buzzing and pots and pans were clinging and clanging. The chefs and cooks proceeded to bake Creamys.
Bash broke down in tears and hit his knees and exclaimed, "I've found it! I've found it! It's Creamy Heaven!"
But his elation was short-lived and the fate of the team was suddenly in question. A heavy hand landed on Bash's shoulder and a deep unfamiliar voice said, "Come with me."
