-WARNING

This fanfiction contains graphic imagery not suitable for anybody under the age of 18. I can't stop you from reading, but I warn you, this stuff is really dirty and you have to be 18 or older to purchase eye bleach. This story contains graphic masturbation and sexual situations between Chowder and Panini. You were warned.-

Marzipan City was drowning. In rain that is. It had been raining for the past four days and the city looked utterly empty and hopeless. Nobody bothered to vend in the market, do errands, or even try to get their mail, not that it was even being delivered.

In the beginning, people settled for T.V., board games, roasting stuff in the fire and any other past time they could come up with. Some ever literally took to watching paint dry. By the third day however, everyone had become zombified with boredom and gloom. One such person was Chowder who sighed out of his bedroom window repetitively until Kim Chi objected agitatedly.

"I'm sorry, Kim Chi. I'm just soooo booored."

"Thhp Thhp Thhhpp"

"No. I already tried that. Mung got reeaally mad." Chowder turned away from the window and flopped face down on his bed. "I'm going to die of boredom."

"Thhp thhp thp thp thhhhp"

Chowder rose from his bed."Good idea, Kim Chi! I'll go check!" he announced before dashing down the spiral steps and stumbling into the kitchen where Mung Daal was beating something throwing things at him in a bowl with a bat.
"Whatcha do'n Mung?"

"Not now, Chowder! I'm trying to tame this Devils Food Cake batter!"

"Cool! I wanna help!"

"I'm sorry Chowder, but this is a very dangerous dish! Go see what Schnitzel is up to."

"Oh all right.." Chowder shuffled away disappointed and went to go find Schnitzel.

In a small room with only a desk, a book case and computer, Schnitzel was hunched over the keyboard, the room dark and the screen casting an eery glow to his face.

"HEYA SCHNITZEL!"

"RAADDDA!" Schnitzel leapt in the air and landed with a crash on the chair, breaking it into slivers.

"What are you doing? Hey, what's that? Who's that lady? Is she your friend? Is she your lady friend? Why is she naked? What is she doing?"

Schnitzel panicked and tried to block Chowders view of the screen, but he kept pumping out questions and pointing to things until he stopped and looked down.

"Whoa!"

"Radda radda!" Schnitzel demanded before pounding the monitor with his fist and busting that too.

"Aww. Why'd you do that? It made me feel good!"

"Radda radda radda radda radda!"

"It was unlocked when I came."

"Radda radda, radda radda radda radda!"

"But why not? I bet he'd like it too!"

"Radda. Radda. Radda radda. Radda?"

"Fiine.."

"Radda. Radda radda radda."

"Okay..see ya Schnitzel.."

As Chowder shuffled out, Schnitzel mumbled agitatedly and stormed out to occupy himself in some other way.

Chowder continued to wander until he decided to pay Truffles a visit out front. As he expected, she was reading some magazine like she had been for the past four days.

"Truffles?"

"What."

"I'm bored."

Truffles looked up from her magazine with a very uninterested look on her face. "You see this?"

"Uh huh."
"This is my I Don't Care face."

"But that's what you look like all the time."Truffles simply looked over at him. "So anyway. I went to see Schnitzel, and he was watching this movie, and there was this lady, only she wasn't dressed, and she was doing something weird and"

"What?"

"I went to see Schnitzel, and we was watching this movie-"

"Don't pay attention to that stuff! It's nothing but trouble! Just forget you say anything!"
"But..how can I? It made me feel really good down were I pee."

Truffles sighed. "I should have known I was going to be the one to explain it to you. Sit down Chowder."

Chowder pulled a stool from somewhere off to his side and sat, focused.

"Let me tell you a little something about the birds and the bees."