Hot Cocoa With Big Daddy Donny P tells the beautiful story of how one man goes on a quest and gives it his all to give the students of his school what they want the most - good hot chocolate.
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Donald landed on the steps of the temple of Hathor in Egypt. It was a very quiet place, not a soul was around. But it felt too quiet, and this put Donald on edge. As he walked slowly up the stairs, he noticed a sign on the wall. It was written with odd runes, ones that definitely didn’t fit what most people refer to as hieroglyphics. They read:
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He raised an eyebrow in confusion and continued forward. As he reached the final stair, an obstacle faced him: a Sphinx. Donald stumbled in shock but quickly gathered himself and opened his mouth to speak to it. “I’m looking for-”
“I’m sorry, could you speak up? I can’t hear you.” The Sphinx stared down at Donald. Somehow it said all of this without moving a single muscle -- not that it had any muscles to move anyway, being carved out of stone.
Donald cleared his throat. “I’m loo-”
“Sorry, a little louder, still can’t hear you.”
“I SAID I’M-”
“Ha, I got you, it’s a machine! Please leave a message after the tone. When you are finished, you may hang up or press one for more options.” Donald punched the nearest wall in anger. He inhaled sharply to scream profanely, but before he could do so, a new voice in the room interrupted him.
“This is a Christian server, no swearing please.” Donald looked over in the direction of the voice. Before him sat a woman. She was sitting in the shadow of the Sphinx on a simple chair with a laptop in front of her. Somehow, Donald did not need to bother asking who she was. It felt like he already knew who she was. He bowed down and lowered his head.
“Excuse my impudence, oh great Hathor. I-”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. What’s brackin bruh, how you livin?” Hathor was in a rather sassy mood, definitely feeling rather impatient. “Hurry it up too, HuniePop takes a lot of focus, yknow.”
Donald blushed in embarrassment. “Got milk?”
Hathor fished into her pocket and tossed Donald a coupon book from Walmart. “Go nuts.” Donald opened the coupon book. Inside were 8 coupons, all labeled “50% off Land O’ Lakes Milk.” He nodded his thanks and walked back down the steps. As he touched down on the last step, he heard something whistling through the air. Time seemed to slow down as he caught the foreign object and avoided harm. He looked down at his hand to see a kunai.
