Chef for a King
Chapter 1: A Strange Kidnaping
A few hours earlier before the strange kidnaping event, a large fat king in a far off land couldn't trust any cooks within his country. This king was quite greedy and cruel to his people, and he feared that the cooks of his country would threaten to poison, so he always had his servants test his food whenever he was going to eat.
"Sir, are you sure I should really eat this?" asked a butler.
"I'm King Craving the Fifth, I demand that you test out my food so that I can ensure that I'll have a healthy meal" replied King Craving.
The butler began to sweat from his forehead, as he looked at the special dish before the king. He picked up one small piece of the turkey, and swallowed it whole.
"Well, is it safe for me?" asked King Craving.
But as the poor butler was going to give his thumbs up to the king, he suddenly blacked out, and collapsed right to the floor.
"This is preposterous!" cried King Craving as he got up from his throne, "How the heck can I even keep the title 'craving' within my family name if I'm unable to eat my own food?!"
"Er, sir, perhaps maybe you could be a be nicer to your subjects?" asked another butler.
"Guards!" cried King Craving as he snapped his fingers to which at least a squad of six came into the scene, "Take this butler whom insulted me, and the deceased one on the floor out of here, I can't run a kingdom without proper food in my stomach!"
"Wait, your highness!" cried the butler as he was being dragged away, "I have heard rumors from Mazipan City not far from here of a chef whom is one of the best cooks!"
"Guards, taking the living butler to his cell won't be necessary" said King Craving as the guards then threw the butler right at the feet of the large king, to which the king then leaned down to the butler and gave an evil grin, "tell me more about this chef you have heard so much about."
Several hours later at the present time, the scene changes to Mazipan City's market place where poor Shnitzel was lifting some sort of a crate with some ingredients while Mung Daal and Chowder were taking the lighter ingredients with them.
"Come on Shnitzel pick it up!" cried Mung.
"Radda, radda, radda, radda?" asked Shnitzel as he was desperately trying to lift the heavy crate.
"Don't worry Shnitzel, you can carry that crate of goods all the way back to my kitchen, I know you can" replied Mung.
"Yeah, you lifted that heavy pound cake the other day with such ease" added Chowder as he was busy eating some cookies which Mung had bought for him at the market.
"Radda, radda, radda" sighed Shnitzel as he continued to follow the two.
Yet as the three were about to head out from the market, at least two mysterious masked strangers were watching them from afar. One of the masked strangers held a photo of Mung Daal in his hand showing it to his partner.
"Yeah, this is the chef our king is looking for" whispered the masked man to his partner.
"Good, let's move in and take him" replied the other masked man.
The two secret agents for the crown moved through the Mazipan City market place, pushing their way rudely in some fashion through the busy buyers. To which, one incident, the masked men moved through where Gazpacho was in the middle of a sale with two women shopping.
"Hey, can I help you gentlemen?" asked Gazpacho, "I'm sort in the middle of a sale right here."
One of the masked men then exposed what seemed like a knife and threw it at the wooden barrier of Gazpacho's market, to which sent the barrier crashing down on all of his food he was selling.
"Why, why?!" cried Gazpacho as he immediately went down on his knees, "Mother isn't going to be pleased with my profits today."
"Come on, let's go to another seller for our husbands" said one of the women to her friend as they left the scene.
As poor Gazpacho was crying over his crushed food, Chowder who was even several feet away with Mung and Shnitzel heard his cries.
"That sounded like Gazpacho's in trouble, come on Mung, we have to help him" said Chowder.
"Well, I guess we can take a look at what's going on for just a minute or so" said Mung.
"Radda, radda!" cried Shnitzel who was sweating all over from caring that heavy crate of ingredients.
As the three headed over to where Gazpacho was in distressed, one of the masked men got out what seemed like his communicator to warn the other operatives in the area.
"Okay, they're moving in, take them down one by one" said the masked man.
As Mung and company began to head toward where Gazpacho was in distress, still crying and whimpering like a baby which also distracted some other sellers at the market, a few more masked men came out from their hiding places. Some of these masked men whom are operatives of King Craving V were so secretive, that they hide right by the goods that the other sellers were selling.
"Alright, I see the two culprits Chowder" said Mung as he noticed the two mysterious masked men whom were leaving where Gazpacho was crying, "I know a face even when I can't see a face, that they're the ones who did that!"
"Oh yeah, what are you going to do Mung Daal, send in your rock mate after us?" asked one of the masked men as Mung and company finally confronted them face to face.
"I don't know how you know my name, but I know very well that Shnitzel can take you on" replied Mung.
"Radda, radda, radda, radda!" cried Shntizel as he was cracking his knuckles preparing for a fight with the two masked men.
"Oh, I don't think you would want to do that" said the other masked man.
"Why, are you in some secret society where if I send in Shnitzel, and take you on, I got to take all of you on?" asked Mung.
"Secret society, not exactly" replied the first masked man as he snapped his fingers to which other secretive masked men began to surround them.
"Radda, radda, radda!" cried Shnitzel as he was trying to escape.
"Good idea, we can get back to my kitchen for safety!" cried Mung as he was following Shnitzel with Chowder behind.
"Oh, we have already know where you work Mung Daal" said the masked man.
For a brief second, the scene changes back to where Truffles was at her desk to which a masked man was creeping up on her. He then threw a bag over her and took her out, as if this were certainly a military style abduction. The same was said about Chowder's pet Kimchi whose cage was covered up back at Chowder's room and taken away.
"W-W-What do you want from us?" asked Mung as the scene switched back to them.
"Oh it's not what we want, it's what the head of our state wants" replied the masked man to which three bags were thrown over Mung, Shnitzel and Chowder.
"I can't see!" cried Chowder as the masked men were leaving the market place in quite a rush.
"Oh I don't like where this is going" sighed Mung.
"Radda, radda, radda" added Shnitzel as he was being dragged on the floor, to which some sharp rocks on the ground were also hitting him quite hard.