"So... Should a cooking montage or a cooking show spoof be necessary?"
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you....""Holy shit! How long have I've been away from TTS?!" Exclaimed a voice, heavily muffled in the background. Suddenly, Four's head bursts out of the wall with no warning. She looks unscathed from it.
"Sorry! I was too busy killing aliens with my weaboo squad that I forgot about this show for nearly two weeks! Sorry!" She then looks around. "Oooh, are cooking now? Can I cook?"
Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Tropers: The Series will be back after this message.
In a bookstore lit with orange hues, a puffy-haired black boy is reading a novel about a motley crew of space mercenaries. We zoom out from him and his book to find that the table next to his comfy chair, and the can of root beer next to him, are both floating, with the drink streaming into the air. It's a serene moment, and the camera pulls away from him through a window to the outside of the bookstore, parked on top of a moon. "Come and Get Your Love
" is playing, because we're original and came up with the idea of 70s music and space together first, don't'cha know.
"Barnes & Noble: Now serving food and drink at our space locations. Visit us at Moltke or Langrenus today!"
And now, back to the show.
oh, that's why I need this binary mind // ⌘"Yes. Man, it's been a really long time since someone did a commercial break."
(Chey smiles.)
"Alright, let's get started, fellas!"
"Yes." Keiron says while miraculously holding a book right now "Yes, they do."
"Yay!" Four immediately heads into the kitchen and starts cooking.
While she was doing this, the Tropers could feel a lingering sense of worry. Like there was something bad being made.
A while later, they could see her coming back out with some sort of pizza, with the toppings only consisting of olives and pineapple, and the sauce looking suspiciously like rum. And the pineapple is just a full-sized, untouched one sitting in the middle of the pie.
Edited by 4WD on Apr 8th 2019 at 8:22:17 PM
Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...(Chey takes the first of four pans of cookies out of the oven. When she sits the pan down on the counter, she sees Four's, err... culinary masterpiece.)
"What the smegging heck is THAT?!"
(Cue canned laughter.)
"Ok, now how about this..." Zanreo gets out recipes for mint chocolate fondant, créme brûlée and lemon meringue tart and starts preparing the ingredients.
"I couldn't decide what to make, so I decided to just make them all!" she says with a grin.
Edited by Zanreo on Apr 8th 2019 at 3:35:47 PM
My favorite failed console tbh"It's my family heirloom pizza, of course! That, or I might have mixed the recipe with one meant for a prank..."
Edited by 4WD on Apr 8th 2019 at 8:32:19 PM
Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time...Here I'm alive, Everything all of the time..."Family heirloom pizza? Oh, lord help us..."
(Chey then pulls two more pans of sugar cookies out.)
"Foooooooooord!"
(Ford then comes in here, puts on a oven mitt, and takes the last pan of cookies out.)
"Thank you, Fordie."
"You're welcome."
(Chey then kisses Ford on the cheek and gives him a warm cookie.)
"I don't really cook."
I'll be inviting some of my demonic friends to the party. Could you be a dear and collect some souls for me?"
"You mean you're giving me my old job back?"
"I suppose so."
"May I have my uniform, then?"
Satan snaps his fingers, causing Bob to be wreathed in flame. When the flames subside, Bob is wearing a black cloak and wielding a scythe.
"Much better."
Bob grins menacingly and then jumps out of a nearby window.
S-O-N-I-C, THAT'S ME!!!Meanwhile, Puma is trying to bake a cake. He is looking at the cookbook closely, clearly struggling.
"Okay... now 3/4 cups of butter." He holds up a stick of butter. "But this isn't a cup!"
In a panic, Puma cuts off a random amount of the butter and chucks it into the mixing bowl.
Very good kitty"She can teleport into books. Sort of like in Blue's Clues when Steve can Blue-ski-doo into pictures."
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."Puma is getting fed up.
"What now? Two eggs? Fine!"
Puma throws two whole eggs in and starts mixing furiously. But then he realizes there are cracked eggshells in the mix, and he gradually slows down, and eventually stops stirring. He then slumps over on the counter.
"I can't do this. I'll never get this right..."
But then, Puma feels a tap on his shoulder. He looks up, and it's Maria.
"Hey! You're back!"
Maria smiles and nods, holding up another mixing bowl.
"Yeah... we can do this. If we're starting over, we'd better get going."
Puma and Maria begin mixing a new cake batter.
Very good kitty

"Not sure why it picked me, but ok."
Bob picks up the Poomba and throws it across the room, where it lands harmlessly on the couch.
Satan is grinning like a madman.
look at the fucking page number
Edited by Bobthedeadguy on Apr 8th 2019 at 4:18:13 AM
S-O-N-I-C, THAT'S ME!!!