"The Quest For Chicken" Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Fancy Chair For A Toned Ass


 

It was a warm summer afternoon after a hard day of gruesome blood spilling, sick rollouts and still unexplained resurrection? cloning? mind transfusion? How does respawning even work in lore? No fucking clue. Rene was sitting on a chair as she usually tends to do when she wants to sit down.
    "Wow it sure is nice sitting on a chair" She thought to herself as she accommodated her big fat, yet impeccably toned, ass on the chair. This chair was oak wood with a darkish layer of varnish which helped the bronze bolts and the red flannel of the cushion pop in a very classy, not tacky way.

Our sleep deprived Legend stretched and said in the most mundane and uninteresting tone imaginable "Welp, it's been nice sitting but I guess it's time for me to stand up". Then, she stood up.
    "Man, I really want CHICK-FIL-A. Do they have CHICK-FIL-A in this universe?" She pulled up her phone and searched for CHICK-FIL-A restaurants. But something was wrong, Space McDonalds, Space Burger King and Space KFC were all there, yet, no results for CHICK-FIL-A showed up.
    “Hold the fuck up. There’s no CHICK-FIL-A in this universe?! How could this be?!” She collapsed into the very classy chair in disbelief at this horrible realization. After stewing in misery for about half an hour, she composed herself in the chair to consider what options she had. She sat in the fancy chair, quiet, pensive, collecting all of her big brain juices to come up with a solution to her uncontrollable chicken cravings.
    "Of course! How could I be so dumb? The answer has been in front of me the whole time, or rather precisely in the same place as me." She exclaimed as she enthusiastically jumped off the very tastefully constructed chair in excitement. Right at that time a clumsy and thicc figure walked into the room. It was the cutest Legend out of all the 12 17 current Legends, Natalie “Wattson” Baguette. The young Space Frenchwoman was sporting a cute beige sweater which conformed to her humongous honkers in a subtle not awkward or depraved way, and a blush all across her pale little Space French face. This along with her shy posture betrayed her embarrassment.
    "Uh, Rene, I wanted to talk to you... I-I've been thinking about you all morning. I couldn't not get it out of my mind. What you...what we did last night. Please Rene I want t-" Before she could finish Rene interrupted her
    "No time for that horny bullshit now Miss Baguette. Get you Double D milkers and your best interdimensional underwear. We are going to... CHICK-FIL-A interdimensional CHICK-FIL-A.



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