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This one is especially for Fuzz
wow that is such an interesting looking cake. i'd like to think that cake is called charlie. yes, charlie the cake who is looking forward to being consumed by
@Fuzz. Getting chewed and all that jazz. but there is a problem, a really big massive problem. the evil cake thief from fork island has somehow gotten into our earth and is stealing all the cakes. big cakes, small cakes. chocolate, ice-cream, and hundreds and hundreds of more cakes. he is just taking all the cakes and bringing them back to fork island (so named because the island is shaped like a fork. plus they really love forks.). Charlie hears about the cake thieving and tries to warn Fuzz. Tries to scream, shout, yell, bring attention, indicate, signal, and just try to get the attention of Fuzz by any way problem. However fuzz is too busy trying to juggle thirty plates for the annual plate fair that he goes to every year. this plate fair has millions of different plates where plate enthusiasts can exchange plates, buy plates, sell plates, and just look at all the wonderful plates around them. seeing all those intricate designs. some flowers, red, blue, yellow, green. fuzz had a favorite plate.it was a reasonably large plate. enough to fit about thirty steaks on there. but it was not what the plate could hold that interested fuzz, but the design. a dark red inspiration. flowing all around the plate. sparks here and there. whenever fuzz was feeling down, whenever all hope was lost and the tears were filling his heart, he looked at that plate, that precious plate of his and got inspired. he got so inspired that he would just want to run out of his kitchen and do a million and one laps around the block, run for supreme pizza president of the world, and try to do a handstand whilst talking about the history of frisbees with the Queen herself. If fuzz could be anything else he would be a plate. a really big plate. to him being a plate would be the dream. a dream he had tried to work on for ages but truth be told he was never going to get anywhere. also another reason why charlie isn't able to get the attention of fuzz is because fuzz never bothered to learn cake. he never ever tried to learn the language of cake. for it is rather a complicated language that needs years, and years of study. practicing every day until your fingers ache and your mouth is as dry as a fish on land trying to find a bar. however fuzz, in his own fuzz like way, refused to believe that he should ever have to learn cake. he loved eating it just as much as cakes enjoyed being eaten by him. but he did not think they had to learn their language. their hopes, dreams, and who they are as cakes. his family tried, oh how they tried with every fibre of their soul until they were exhausted, to try and get fuzz to learn the language of the cake. but he refused.
then the cake thief arrives. a small red and white blob who moves silently in the night. the thief slowly takes away charlie to fork island where he will be consumed by the greedy cake thief! but then fuzz arrives. he may not know the language of the cake, but he knows when his cake charlie is in trouble. with a shout he leaps atop the cake thief and flushes it down the toliet.
the end....or is it?