I was strolling around, doing my normal thing before they commented on a video and teleport us somewhere crazy!

I decided to lay down, so I can let my bacon body get a nice grill tan! I placed my hands behind my head and sighed, taking in the sunlight.

"Hey!" I heard a voice shout. I looked behind me and saw a familiar subway sandwich, Sammy Sandwich, from the lunch brigade, standing there, crossing him arms.

"Ugh, what do you want?" I asked him, laying back in my original position.

"What do you think?!"

I sighed in frustration and sat up. "For the last time! I'm not letting you take over my-"

He took out a sword, pointing it at me before I could finish. "You were saying?"

I scoffed. "Fine, kill me, but that won't change anything," I snapped back, standing up to face him.

He gave off a devilish grin. "What was his name, Pancake Pal?"

My eyes widen as I hissed at him in anger. "You touch him I swear!"

"Oh, I see," He started, holding the sword in one hand and the other one letting the sword rest on it.