"The Quest For Chicken" Chapter 2

 Chapter 2
Interdimensional Poultry

 



    “What’s a CHICK-FIL-A?” Asked Natalie having had all of the horny snuffed out of her by sheer confusion.
    “Oh right you don’t have of those here.” Rene was quick to realize. “Well it’s a chicken place with the best Chicken Sandwiches ever. As a famous rapper Kanye West best said ‘You’re my number one with the lemonade’.”
    “Well if you want chicken there is a Space KFC just two Space blocks away. They even have delivery.”
    “Oh my sweet little fat tiddy croissant, you don’t understand. CHICK-FIL-A is not just chicken, it is the single best poultry culinary trip you can experience for under ten bucks. So you best wash that cute mouth with those oh so plump and tender lips before you talk mad shit about CHICK-FIL-A, comparing it to KFC n’ shit.” Rene replied in a condensing and sweet manner.
    “Oh… I’m sorry, I didn’t know. Well so if you like this place so much we should go! I don’t have any plans for the evening and I can’t imagine anything more romantic than a chicken sandwich dinner.” Said Natalie exited at the prospect of her first ever romantic dinner.
    “That’s the thing my little cochon, there are no CHICK-FIL-A in this universe. We will have to go to another universe to find one so we may have our Romantic CHICK-FIL-A dinner.”
    “Rene, do you know what cochon means?”
    “No, but it sounds like something cute. Anyway as you may know I am from another dimension and I used to go to CHICK-FIL-A all the time. There, in one of those greasy crumb filled tables I cracked the secret of interdimensional travel and the perfect honey mustard-fry ratio.”
    “Wait...QUOI?! YOU’RE FROM ANOTHER UNIVERSE?! WHY DIDN’T YOU EVER MENTION THAT BEFORE?!” Replied Natalie in a mixture of disbelief and anger.
    “Well it never really came up and it didn’t seem that important” Rene answered in a calmed voice. “Anyways if we both are going to cross the void we are going to need a couple things, make some calls”
    “I-I just need a minute to process all this.” Said Natalie as she sat down on the fancy chair with her hands holding her head as if it were going to fall if she didn’t.
    Rene put her hand on Natalie’s shoulder in a comforting manner as she looked through the contacts on her phone.”Godfuckingdamnit! I know I have his number somewhere. Huzzah! Found it.”
    The blonde Space French girl looked up, still baffled by the reveal. “Who are you calling Rene?”
    “Shhh, hold on Nat, they picked up.” Rene quickly pulled her phone up to her ear. “Hello, Kanye? It’s me.”




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