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General gluttony and the inevetable weight gain that comes with it. |
This choice: Bloo's order arrives right away • Go Back...Chapter #423 Drums of pudding on the wall... by: Duskmor   Bloo waited by the door all morning for his delivery but by time 4:00 rolled around and Mac came in the door there was no sign of it. The next day was the same, Bloo waited all day and still no delivery by time Mac arrived. For five days Bloo waited in vein for his chocolate pudding but it never came.
"Hi Bloo" Mac greeted coming in the door "You've really been eager to see me this week haven't you? Every day you're here waiting for me. I'm touched man"
"I'm not waiting for you!" Bloo corrected him "I'm waiting for a delivery!"
"A delivery?" Mac thought for a moment then groaned "Oh no...What did you order now?"
"Brace yourself Mac! I am bringing Chocolate fest to us!" Bloo cheerfully announced and unveiled a crudely drawn banner Bloo made with crayon showing himself swimming under a chocolate waterfall. "I ordered a hundred gallons of chocolate pudding and it is coming here! Right to the House! And we are going to blow the roof off this joint! With Chocolate!" Bloo cried out and started dancing
"Chocolate? A party? A hundred gallons?!" Mac repeated flabbergasted "How did you order a hundred gallons of chocolate pudding?!"
"Oh you know.... around" Bloo lied.
"Bloo..." Mac began with his skeptical tone "Where did you get the money for a hundred gallons of chocolate pudding?"
"I have a credit Card ok?" I got on Frankie's computer and ordered two fifty gallon drums of pudding. And we are going to have a blast!"
Mac groaned loudly "Bloo! You stole a credit card didn't you?!" Mac accused
"What?! Me?! How dare you say I would actually steal anything ever! I would never do such a vile hanis thing! I am to good of a person to ever steal! How dare you Sir! How dare you!" Bloo mellow dramatically threw his arms up and pretended to storm around Mac angrily but could tell Mac wasn't buying it. "You still think I would steal? That I could remove another person's property without their knowing? Never! Never I say! I'd never... Yeah ok I took it..." Bloo gave up and pulled out Madam Fosters card which Mac promptly snatched out of his hand. "You wasting your time buddy" Bloo chuckled after Mac took the card back "That thing is maxed out, I kinda felt like buying myself taffy last night. You'd be surprised how much taffy you can get with a credit card when you tell the cashier to just "fill 'er up"" Bloo laughed and pulled out a piece of taffy from behind his back and tossed it in his mouth "Yep that card is useless now.... Want some taffy?"
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In a warehouse halfway across the country from Foster's, Bloo's order was finally being processed. In the tiny shack of an office a printer was cranking out orders faster than the workers could assemble and ship them out.
"Hey Barry what do you make of this?" a warehouse worker asked as he entered the office area of the distribution warehouse. "damn machine cut off the name of the address again"
"Foster's Home For Ima-... A foster home? For kids? What would they want the special pudding for?" Barry wondered aloud "This stuff is really more for the elderly."
"Unless it's for adopting grandparents" The first warehouse worker laughed
"yeah I'll put my grandmother up for adoption" Barry laughed back "But seriously this stuff has chemicals in it that makes people lazy by blocking the conversion of calories into usable energy so the body will only store it and never use it thus giving them less energy to move around, that's why nursing homes buy it so much."
"And don't forget the chemicals that block most of the protein going to the brain to slow down thought processes and make them easier to manipulate. I can see where that would help with dealing with kids but anyone under the age of 70 eating this stuff would just turn into a lazy slob." The other warehouse worker summed up.
"Hey! I don't pay you two to make obvious observations!" a balding man in a sweat stained shirt yelled from the near by doorway "Get back to loading up trucks! We got a lot of orders to fill! We're already a week behind on half our delivery's." The two warehouse workers got back to work and started loading up the trucks. Bloo's order was left on the counter, forgotten.
Several weeks later Bloo was once again following Frankie around with a colorful flyer in his hand. Frankie tried to ignore while she folded clothes but it was no use.
"Come on Frankie!" Bloo begged "It's a once in a life time chance! Never again will the planets a-line like this and allow such an event take place!"
Frankie sighed heavily and stopped folding to look at Bloo "What Bloo? What is it this time?"
"The third annual Monster truck and pie show!" Bloo bounced up and down excitedly "You get to watch monster trucks crush normal trucks all while eating pie! And they have every flavor you can imagine! I'm getting a blueberry pie."
"Bloo..." Frankie said in a quiet monotone voice "If it's the third annual then it's been going on for the last 2 years and will probably happen next year, it's hardly a once in a lifetime experience" Frankie looked at the flyer carefully "It's 60 dollars a ticket, how are you going to raise the money for it?"
"Raise the money?!" Bloo exclaimed "Since when do I have to pay?"
"That's the house rules remember? That's why you couldn't go to your silly chocolate festival last month" Frankie explained getting frustrated.
"Chocolate what?" Bloo tried to remember but drew a blank "I don't know what you're talking about. If it doesn't involve Monster trucks or pie I'm not interested." Bloo shrugged "All I know is this will be the greatest event ever and I will not miss it!" Bloo said determined. Just then the doorbell rang.
"Bloo you go answer it I have to much work here" Frankie asked forgetting who she was talking to.
"What?! Why me?" Bloo protested
"Because if you don't I'll make sure Mr. Herriman never approves your little monster truck trip!" Frankie threatened
"You wouldn't..." Bloo replied in disbelief.
"Try me" Frankie glared. Bloo thought for a moment then slowly backed out of the laundry room.
The door bell rang again as Bloo approached "I'm coming I'm coming!" Bloo called out. Bloo opened the door and there stood the PedEx guy with a hand truck and a large metal drum tipped back on it.
"I Have an order of chocolate pudding here for a Ms..... Frankie Foster?" The man asked looking at Bloo curiously.
Bloo eyed the drum of chocolate pudding starting to remember his purchase. "Nope, never heard of her" Bloo told the PedEx guy and slammed the door before walking upstairs.
The delivery man rang the bell again with no response. After three more rings each one getting longer and more frequent Frankie came to the foyer grumbling.
"Bloo I told you to get this!" Frankie yelled up the stairs as she passed them. Frankie reached the door and opened it. "Yes? How can I help you?" She greeted shaking off her frustration
"Yeah as I told your little blue friend I have an order of chocolate pudding for a Ms.Foster, you her?" He said unenthusiastically. And thrust the clip board of paper work into Frankie's hands.
Frankie stared at the clip board in disbelief for a few moments before anger spread across her face. "BLOO!" she howled glaring toward the steps "Get down here right now buster! I am not paying for another one of your crazy schemes!"
"It's already paid for mam" The Ped Ex guy chimed in "charged to a Mr. Rivers"
"It is?" Frankie said in disbelief "Usually he steals either mine or my Grandmother's credit cards for this stuff..." Frankie signed the form if only to get this mess over with.
The delivery guy took the form and looked it over before giving it an approving nod. "Alright boys bring them in!" He yelled behind him. Suddenly a convoy of PexEx guys poured into the foyer setting down drum after drum of chocolate pudding until all 23 containers cluttered up the front door of Foster's. Frankie's mouth hung open in shock as she looked over the massive amount of pudding before her as the PexEx men filed out and loaded themselves back into their trucks. Frankie took a few more minuets of stunned silence before clinching her hands into a fist and turning a bright red. "I am going to kill him!"
The next day after chasing Bloo around the house several times and hours of interrogation Frankie and managed to get Bloo to spill the beans on what his plan had been. Frankie sat in front of her computer digging up the history to confirm Bloo's story of buying 23 drums of pudding.
"You bought em" Frankie suddenly spat turning to the still detained Bloo "You deal with them!" Frankie concluded before storming out of the room to do her chores "I've had it with cleaning up your messes for you, you're taking care of this yourself!" she called over her shoulder as she strode down the hall.
Bloo looked out the door and waited for Frankie to walk out of sight before throwing a fit. "Man what am I going to do with all that pudding?!" Bloo asked himself "What if Mr. Herriman doesn't let me go to the Monster truck and pie festival?!" He began to worry. Bloo had to hide the evidence, He looked around franticly for a place to get rid of the evidence. Then Bloo looked up.
Frankie hummed to herself trying to clam down as she stood in the kitchen preparing lunch. Behind her Bloo rushed back and forth from the foyer to who knows where with drum after drum loaded into a little red wagon. Occasionally Frankie turned as she heard the thumping of Bloo's foot steps charging down the hallway but reframed from asking where he was taking them trying to stay out of it. Several floors above her Bloo was carting the drums to the old Scribble room. Ever since Mr. Herriman and Mac started giving the scribbles away to the various businesses in town the room was empty most of the time save for every now and then when a scribble was left with foster's for a few days before being picked up. None the less Mr. Herriman kept the room offlimits so he had a place to store the homeless scribbles and Bloo was happy to find it empty today. When Bloo was in Frankie's room he had looked up and recalled the Scibbles room was directly above Frankie's. Bloo placed the last drum into the room and found it stuck out from the doorway several inches. Bloo shut the door hard on the drum trying to stuff it into the room. Bloo struggled to get the door to latch as the drums inside compressed and strained against the pressure. One drum in the corner tipped sideways and took up more room than it should as the pressure built.The drum tipped over but didn't fall all the way ending up pinned half way tipped over against the wall. Bloo heard the click of the door as the knob turned a quarter turn and secured itself. Bloo took a step back and watched the old world's craftsmanship of the door held the sturdy oak door in place despite the bulge of the door showing how much pressure was in the room. Bloo congratulated himself on a job well done and went to find away to con Mr. Herriman into letting him go to his Monster truck show.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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