The words echoed through Cheese's mind.
'I know who they are.'
'I know who they are.'
'I know who they are.'
"Wh-who?" Cheese stuttered. Nacho gulped. Usually, he seemed like a nice, loud, fearless guy. But now, he seemed afraid. "They are," unable to maintain his obnoxious accent, "Carla and Davis. The-the Punishers." Everyone in the group gasped. "Them, they, huh? But, how, not real?" Sour Cream panicked. Carla stomped back in. "Time to feed ya to them mongrels," she grumpily mumbled to herself. They all became as still as stone. "Dave, yer gotta get the dogs back fer their lunch!" Carla exclaimed. "A'right," Davis huffed.
As Davis' steps echoed through the hallways, the foods were getting closer to the backyard. Carla chucked the plate outside, landing softly on the grass. As soon as she disappeared, Nacho began his tale. "'Twas two weeks ago. Ma fam'ly and I was travellin' 'round Chucky Cheese. We ended up at Punishers' porch. Them Punishers took us inside to feed to their canines. I was the only surviver, blew away by a strong gust o' wind."
The foods somehow cried with their non-existent tears. Then, two large, black dogs came running into the backyard, with bloody, sharp teeth heading straight towards them.
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Guacamole and Cheese
AdventureA young girl, Sophie was eating cheese dipped in guacamole. It was delicious, however, she left one piece of cheese left that was hiding inside the avocado dip. She threw the plate away with the remaining guacamole and hidden cheese on the plate. ...
