"Eat! Eat! EAT! Don't stop until all the food is gone!" a short and almost completely bald rat shouted. He was skinny and nervous at the sight of this beast eating all the food. It wasn't because he was afraid of being one of the meals on table for the kangaroo; it was because he didn't want to fail in his task.
"Just keep this up and I'll keep eating!" the red kangaroo shouted back, his mouth being filled every two seconds with mountains of food. There were green beans, turkeys, roast beef, and chocolate cake. And those were just the food in arms reach of him. Rusty was being treated like a king with this ultimate spoil of food.
Rusty's size tripled in weight from five hours of gorging on the meal he was allowed to have. His arms and legs became bendy sausages with red and black fur; he became very round and large. The tail that was three to four feet long had been lost in the fat back and shrunk a foot and his face was so swelled that it was almost impossible to seen his small mouth.
The food kept coming and coming, moving up so Rusty wouldn't be out of reach of it. His chair almost broke but before its legs came too they were reinforced to hold Rusty's new two hundred and seventy four pounds. Thought it seemed Rusty would have a heart attack he never noticed how large he really was.
As Rusty grabbed a bowl of mashed potatoes and lifted it up to eat it all without a spoon, a voice rung through the tiny rat's ear. Shaking from the start this sound made him jump ten feet in the air and fall flat on his back. Getting up and looking around to make sure it was time he went to the table and pushed a button underneath it. This button caused green smoke to rise up at Rusty who dropped the bowl of mashed potatoes and hit the table. Rusty was fast asleep.
The rat took a handkerchief out and wiped some sweat off his fore head before shouting for someone. "Soda jerk? SODA JERK!"
A door opened allowing a muscular male alligator with a gas tank on his back to enter. In one hand was a nozzle he used to spray things with. Inside his gas tank were multiple spray able items. Walking over to the sleeping Rusty, he lifted his hand and let it drop making sure the kangaroo was sleeping. Bending down the Soda Jerk wrapped his arms around Rusty and lifted him up to carry him to a giant bowl.
The bowl was for a giant banana split with three scoops though it was missing one. Rusty was placed on the two vanilla scoops of ice cream and didn't shiver from the cold. The Soda Jerk pointed his nozzle at Rusty and covered him in vanilla ice cream, Rusty's arms and legs partly showed along with a bit of his head. Switching a gear on the tank he sprayed the entire banana split with chocolate fudge and turning it one last time put whip cream on Rusty. The last thing he did was push a button on his watch and a cherry feel down completing the ice cream.
"Ready Mistress Tuesday!" the Soda Jerk shouted as he and the rat entered an elevator. The elevator took the two seventy feet high, this was so the face of Mistress Tuesday could be seen. If the ice cream didn't please Tuesday then the Soda Jerk was to feed his Mistress the rat.
The sound of thunder echoed through the giant room. It was coming so fast it must be right over the two food prep team members. Yet it wasn't thunder but two feet making their way to the banana split. They belong to the giant Tuesday, she mostly had grey and black fur but her hair was like a giant tidal wave of blue. Her arms and legs were back with a long, fluffy grey tail with white on the end of it. She was seventy feet tall but taller looking with her hair though no one really cared since they were running from her.
Tuesday loved to eat the little people of her kingdom and would invite them to her castle to fatten them up for her next meal. Yet no one knew about this since the tail that they were sent to a new home seemed to fit. Whenever she took a person she had the family moved or ate them if she had room for more food. Rusty was part of her dinner and she waited long enough to enjoy him.
Kneeling down to pick up the bowl of ice cream, Tuesday grabbed a giant spoon to her left and took a scoop of the ice cream. She made sure the first bit had Rusty completely in it which was very easy. Slowing putting the first bit of sundae in her mouth Tuesday pulled it back and got everything off the spoon. Savoring the taste of Rusty for a while Tuesday grinned and swallowed.
A grin curled around her face as she turned around to finish her meal in her thrown room. Tuesday only ate the first bite in front of the food prep team so she could tell the Soda Jerk to feed her the waiter. While inside Tuesday's stomach, Rusty awoke from his nap and noticed he was completely wet and weighed as much a baby seal.
"That's the last time I accept a free meal from her royal highness." Rusty said looking at a skull floating by and realized this was the last thing he'd ever do.
