So this one time a kitten was frolicking through the park. Yeah, he was having a grand ol' time. I believe it was a Tuesday morning. Then, OUTTA THE BLUE, he saw a dandelion. Not just an ordinary dandelion, A GREAT BIG FLUFFY WONDROUS dandelion. But that's another story. This story is about hard times, friendship, stress, ramen noodles, techno music, losses, disease, and about 1% of the stuff I said in this sentence. So, let's get right into it.

Clonzoid Thunderfist was just an ordinary man, other then the fact that he was a faun. A faun with magical powers. Clonzoid loved to eat Ramen noodles. In fact, this story starts out with him eating Ramen noodles. Oh, were they good… The best Ramen noodles he had ever seen/tasted/smelled/talked to. Just as he was taking his first bite into these wonderful, mouth watering noodles, his door SLAMMED open!

"Clonzoid!! CLONZOID!!!!!!! CLOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNZOOID!!!!!"
It was his friend Jardslaw (who just happened to be a banana). Jardslaw looked scared.

"What is it, Jardslaw?" Clonzoid asked.

"The man! The man is trying to keep me down!!!" Jardslaw replied, clearly out of breath.

"Ah, so you were almost eaten, again?! I thought you had man-repellent… Did I buy it for nothing?!" Clonzoid always looked out for his friends. He didn't want his best bud to get eaten, right? Yet, he never remembered to put on his man-repellent. It's a spray, in a nice little can, and it's applied directly to the pits. Clonzoid even bought him the banana scented kind.

"Anyways, I came to ask if you had anything for me to eat," Jardslaw said.

"I'm quite famished, and I know you always have cupboards of food. May you be so kind as to fill my gaping hole of a tummy?"

"HECK NO!" Clonzoid exclaimed. "NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER NEVER!" Jardslaw's face drooped.

"Aww, come on pal," Jardslaw pleaded. "I promise I wont touch your ramen noodles."

"Oh, of course you can!" said Clonzoid. "Man, you should've seen the look on your peel! I got you good!" Jardslaw then ran as fast as he could to the kitchen. He hadn't eaten in at least 20 minutes.
What Jardslaw found in Clonzoid's kitchen wasn't what he expected… All of the cupboards were empty!

"Oh no!" Clonzoid cried out. "Who could have taken all of my food?!" They then noticed a little hole in the wall, with a mouse's tail swooping into it, visible for only a second.

"However shall I eat now?!" Jardslaw asked. "We must get your food back! FAST!!"

"Don't worry," Clonzoid said. "I'm a level 37 Warlock!" And with that, Clonzoid used his windpipes to summon their friend, THE BRAIN!! The Brain, who was an Orangutan, broke through the door with ease.

"I'm here to save the day!!!" The Brain exclaimed! "Whaddya need?"

"We need you to reach into this here hole in the wall and get as much food as you can," Jardslaw answered. "And please hurry. I need sustenance." So The Brain walked over to the hole and stuck his long arm in! He searched for a few minutes with a scrunched look on his face. Then he whistled with glee, and pulled out his hand. He was holding the culprit. It was Joshual, the mouse.

"Oh rats, whaddya want?!" Joshual asked.

"We want our food back," Clonzoid announced. "I mean, if you were that hungry, you could've just ate with us. You are so selfish."

"Yeah, alright. I'll go get it all. Luckily I bought those extra strong Glad® Force Flex-- trash bags!" Joshual said. He went into the hole for a few minutes, and then came back with a trash bag full of food!

"This calls for a feast!" Clonzoid exclaimed. They then had the biggest feast
of their lives, and they lived happily ever after.