A Sunset of Rage

Chapter 1

"Just got back from Wendy's," Lexi announced, walking into the sultry lair.
"And you didn't bring me a SHAKE?!" Jennica yelled, whacking her with a sledgehammer.
"Children, children. Please, calm yourselves. We are all united in this lair. I strictly forbid any fighting," a deep voice rumbled from the darkness, a large hand gesturing for them to relax.
The fat children bowed respectfully. Their goddess was speaking. They had to pay their respects by bowing and surrendering all their life energy.
A large woman stepped out of the darkness, her plus size black velvet robe swooped over her big body. "How are your missions?" she demanded.
"Great, my savior. I have consumed ten skinny people," Lexi informed.
"And you, Jennica? Let me guess. Disappointing as always," the obese woman scoffed.
Jennica bowed her half-warlock head in shame. "Yes, your majesty. I was so caught up in eating cafeteria food that I forgot to slaughter," she admitted.
The fat goddess whacked her with a frying pan, inducing traumatic grandma-related flashbacks. "Fool! I thought I instructed you to murder all skinny people you saw!" she yelled.
Jennica cowered spinelessly. "Forgive me, your highness! Food is just so unresistable!" she cried.
The large woman cradled Jennica's disturbing face. "Do not fret, my child. Soon food will be all humans think about. You cannot be upset with yourself for loving the Great Food," she comforted.
"Shall we commence our attack on humanity?" Lexi asked, putting on her rainbow tail.
"Yes...we shall. The Fat Army, led by I, Moiste Fistfight, will soon dominate all," the fat woman cackled, glaring out the window at the sunset of rage.