23rd, May 2025
It was 2 in the morning with Cucumber asleep on the master bed with Pickles sleeping on the couch plastered. Vinegar was passed out too. All of the guests left the party after a good time. Pickles had trouble sleeping due to the amount of alcohol he consumed. So he spent the night slurring by saying weird sentences.
Pickles: (Slurring) I don't do no TV... Yo grammy is a pooper... destroy me.. *hic* Yo grammy is a pooper at the courting session! She pooped on the picnic table!
Vinegar: (Slurring) Cha cha cha.. you've got mail.. (Lets out a fart and laughs)
Pickles: (Laughs too) Man! That was foul!
As the two boys are fooling around whilst drunk, Cucumber couldn't bare it anymore and decided to put on a pair of ear plugs in her ears and close the door so she can sleep in peace.
6:00 AM and Cucumber wakes up from her 8 hour sleep. Pickles and Vinegar were still on the couch, but they were still asleep. Cucumber does her morning routine by brushing her teeth, putting on lipstick and makeup along with perfume. She changes to her normal clothes. She brushes her fur and is ready to start the day. She starts cooking breakfast by placing 4 slices of rye bread into the toaster and waits for the breads to toast. After the toaster gets done, the 4 pieces of bread pops up from the toaster and the toast is moderately toasted just the way they like it. Pickles & Vinegar didn't hear the toaster get done. So Cucumber takes an approach by grabbing a saucepan and a ladle to wake them up.
She then starts banging on the saucepan with a ladle as loud as she can to wake the boys up. And so, pickles & Vinegar are awake.
Pickles: Daaahh!! I was almost done banging someone's mom!
Vinegar: You were bangin' someone's mom?? Who? Who?
Pickles: By the name of, I think, Fiona?
Vinegar: Is she hot?
Pickles: Yeah. She got a juicy ass.
Cucumber: Pickles, Vinegar. Time for breakfast.
Pickles: Did you toast our breads the right way?
Cucumber: Yes. I'll go get the mulberry jam.
Cucumber walks to the refrigerator to grab mulberry jam. Lamentably, there was no mulberry jam.
Cucumber: Aww shit! Shit! Shit!
Pickles: What's wrong?
Cucumber: We're out of mulberry jam!
Pickles: Calm down, baby. It's just mulberry jam. I'm sure we can have butter on our toast.
Vinegar: Yeah, Cucumber. Do you got butter?
Cucumber: Yes, but I don't want butter on mine. I wanted mulberry jam until it was FUCKING gone!
Pickles: Take it easy, Cucumber. It's not the end of the world. It's just jam.
Cucumber: You said that twice! Now eat!
Pickles: Okay okay! Jesus.
Vinegar: What's up her butt?
Pickles: I don't know. She wasn't like this yesterday.
Vinegar: She probably, woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
Pickles: Maybe.
Pickles & Vinegar proceed to eat their buttered toasts while Cucumber eats hers plain. As Cucumber finished her toast, She takes hers, Pickles & Vinegar's glass plates to the dishwasher and puts it in. After she shuts the dishwasher door, Her cellphone rings making Cucumber feel agitated.
Cucumber: Jesus H Christ.. (Answers) What?!
Editor Eleanor: Cucumber! You don't have to shout. It's me, Editor Eleanor.
Cucumber: Oh, Hi Editor Eleanor. Sorry.
Editor Eleanor: No, no. It's okay. I came to call you about your assignment to Portugal. You guys are on a mission to photograph the National Palace of Pena. I bought you guys plane tickets. You will be leaving on the 2nd of June. Don't forget.
Cucumber: Okay, okay. Thanks. Buh bye. (Hangs up)
Vinegar: Who was that? The wrong number?
Cucumber: No! It was Editor Eleanor, dumbass! She was calling me for us to fly to Portugal at the National Palace of Penis to take fucking photos of it!
Pickles: (Snickers) National Palace of Penis? (Laughs)
Vinegar: (Laughs) I bet they got big penises, micro penises, penis duplication as well!
Pickles: (Laughs) Penis duplication!
Cucumber: THAT'S ENOUGH OF YOUR SHIT!!!
Pickles & Vinegar: Sorry, Cucumber.
Cucumber: (Deep breath) Anyways, I meant to say National Palace of Pena. It is located in Sintra, Portugual. We will be boarding the plane on the 2nd of June. So don't forget. Capische?
Pickles: Check.
The trio mark their calendars for their assignment to photograph the National Palaca of Pena located in Portugual on the 2nd of June, 2025 so they don't forget.
2nd, June 2025
It is time for the trio to fly to Portugal for their photo assignment. Cucumber gets a seat where it's not so comfortable. She begins to feel frustrated making her bare not to calm down. The stewardess walks to her to ask what is wrong, Cucumber answers the stewardess' question brusquely asking for something soft. The stewardess was lucky enough to give her the last remaining comforter for her seat. Cucumber was a little bit better and is a little bit comfortable.
The trio have landed in Portugal and they walk out of the plane. To their surprise, They see three people they know. It's Jonathan, Sierra and lastly, Captain Walnut. Captain Walnut took the day off of being a captain just to see his son.
Jonathan: Hola!
Sierra: Hi Vin Vin!
Captain Walnut: Hey son.
Vinegar: Dad! What are you doing here?
Captain Walnut: I took the day off of being a captain and, decided to see my son.
Vinegar: That's great to hear, dad.
Jonathan: Como Estas, Pepinillos?
Pickles: I'm doin' okay. Cucumber has been feeling uhh... you know, audacious.
Cucumber: I am not!
Pickles: (Whispers to Jonathan) She's lyin'.
Jonathan: Senorita Pepino, Por que estas enojado?
Cucumber: I don't know, Jonathan. No tengo ni idea.
Sierra: What is he saying?
Cucumber: He asked why I was upset. And I just, don't know why.
Pickles: C'mon guys! Let's go take photos of that palace!
Vinegar: Yeah, let's go!
Cucumber: Alright, alright, alright.
The trio are on their way to the National Palace of Pena to take photos. Sierra, Jonathan & Walnut tagged along with the trio. Vinegar & Pickles starts snapping as many pictures as they can to impress Editor Eleanor. Cucumber was struggling to find a spot to do her work whilst perturbed. Sierra asks Cucumber.
Sierra: Cucumber?
Cucumber: What?
Sierra: Are you sure you're feeling okay?
Cucumber: I'm fine, it's cool.
Sierra: Ummmm.. It doesn't look like it.
Cucumber: I'm fine, okay??
Sierra: Okay! Okay!
Pickles: See, Jonathan? Cucumber is lying.
Jonathan: You're right, Senor. She is.
Vinegar: Is she on her period?
Captain Walnut: No, son. Ladies her age don't really get menstruation. It's something else.
Vinegar: What is it?
Captain Walnut: Hormones.
Vinegar: Hey, Cucumber. You got hormones.
Sierra: Vin!
Cucumber: (Not saying anything with a dirty look on her face)
Pickles: Did you really have to fucking tell that to her? You're starting to piss her off.
Vinegar: Oh, I'm sorry. A slip of a tongue.
Sierra: Cut it out.
Pickles: I mean, that could be the case, but you didn't have to announce it to her face.
Vinegar: Then why the hell didn't you tell me not to?!
Captain Walnut: Son.
Vinegar: Stay outta this, dad.
Captain Walnut: Vinegar!
Vinegar: I said stay outta this!
Sierra: Listen to your father!
Jonathan: Leave him be.
Sierra: I'm trying to talk to him!
Jonathan: ¡Déjalo en paz de una vez, puta quejosa! ¡Está intentando tener una discusión!
Sierra: I don't know what you're saying!
As it turned into Pickles, Vinegar, Captain Walnut, Jonathan and Sierra fighting, Only Cucumber remained silent. She tried to block out the bickering by putting her hands over her ears, but it was no use. Finally, when she could stand it no longer, She jumped into the middle of the fighting and shouted as loud as she could. The sound of Cucumber's shrill voice stunned everyone into silence.
Cucumber: SHUT UP! SHUT! UP! SHUT! THE! FUCK! UP!!!!
Vinegar: W-W-W-What are you getting mad at us for?
Cucumber: Because you guys are just, caterwauling all at once! You! You! You! You! and You! I am trying to find a nice spot to do my work as I struggle to find a spot! And all of you should've zipped your lips! But, oh no! looks like this trip is fucked for me! I'm off!
Vinegar: Cucumber, You can't just leave! You haven't done shit yet!
Cucumber: The hell I can't! I am talking to Editor Eleanor so I can take a fucking break from every last one of you!
Vinegar: Every last one of us?! What the hell did we ever do?!
Cucumber: Nothing! I'm going now, See ya!
Vinegar: Yeah, go!
Sierra: Vin! How could you?! You said goodbye in a rude way to her!
Vinegar: Well, It ain't my fault! She was acting bitchy all week!
Sierra: She's pregnant, for hell's sake! You don't understand! She is going through a lot! She has hormones circulating through her body! That's how it works!
Vinegar: But does that give her the right to be a bitch?
Sierra: Vinegar, Stop!
Vinegar: How about you stop, Sierra?!
Sierra: (Sniff) You're a jerk. (Walks off and cries)
Captain Walnut: Isn't that great, son. You made a girl cry.
Vinegar: Because women are just being.. uhhh.. bad to me!
Captain Walnut: Because you are lacking empathy towards them.
Vinegar: Well they weren't answering my damn question, Dad! What do you want from me?!
Captain Walnut: Son! I'm trying to help you out!
Vinegar: Helping me out?! By treating me like a god damn child?! I'm a grown ass man! I'm 46 years old! And you're an old man!
Captain Walnut: I grow tired of your effrontery! I am your father! You're my only child!
Vinegar: And you are being immature by treating me like a child! It's no wonder mama threw you out!
Captain Walnut: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME?!
Vinegar: I said, It's no wonder mama threw you out!
Captain Walnut: Say it again! Say that shit at my face! I dare you!
Vinegar: It's no wonder mama left you and divorced ya! The end! (Walks off)
Captain Walnut: You better walk away from me! I will shove my hand so far up your ass and feel your intestines to see what dookies you're about to take!!
Pickles: (Sigh) I'll go talk to him.
Captain Walnut: You better.
Pickles walks to Vinegar before he takes off to try and talk to him, but it was no use, because Vinegar was leaving too along with Sierra.
Pickles: Vinegar, wait!
Vinegar: Fuck you!
Pickles: (Scoffs) Why do you gotta be a douche?
Vinegar: Because my dad's an ass!
Pickles: Did that mean you had to say shit about your mother?
Vinegar: Oh! Oh! Now you're defending my mama now?! I thought you hate her!
Pickles: Not as much. But Todd told me something about her. But you didn't have to say shit like that!
Vinegar: Just leave me the fuck alone!
Pickles: You know what? I'm going home!
Vinegar: So am I! This trip sucks balls!
It looks like their trip didn't go according to plan. Cucumber walks into Editor Eleanor's office to talk to her.
Editor Eleanor: Cucumber? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in Portugal?
Cucumber: (Heavy sigh) This trip is ruined, ruined!
Editor Eleanor: Oh my sakes, Why is it ruined?
Cucumber: Because people were being so fucking stupid! They wouldn't shut up when I'm trying to find a spot! And I'm sure the guys are postponing their assignment!
Editor Eleanor: Cucumber! Clean up your language! The deadline for these photos are the 30th of June. It's okay.
Cucumber: (Sighs) Can I please take a little break?
Editor Eleanor: Yes, you can. You should've told me you were being grouchy during the trip. But, go home and get some rest until you're better. Okay?
Cucumber: Thank you.
Cucumber leaves Editor Eleanor's office and drives back to the apartment. She then walks into the master bedroom and lays down putting her palm on her face after a rough trip. She remembered who to call during the time. She finds the note her father gave her that contains his phone number. She dials Chike's number so she can talk to him. Chike's cellphone rang and he answered.
Chike: Chike Nnamani speaking.
Cucumber: Hey, dad.
Chike: Hey pumpkin! Glad you called!
Cucumber: Yeah, what's going on?
Chike: I have good news and bad news to tell you darling.
Cucumber: Good news first.
Chike: The good news is, I'm going to be staying here in Busytown for many weeks.
Cucumber: How long?
Chike: Until the end of July.
Cucumber: Oh, what fun! But, what's the bad news.
Chike: Well, the bad news is, Remember when you were asking where your mom was when you were 11?
Cucumber: Yeah..?
Chike: Well, I finally found her and, She was in the hospital. I visited her and she was happy to see me. I sat beside her for hours holding her hand until I feel asleep and, When I woke up.. the monitor.. flattened..
Cucumber: W-W-What..?
Chike: She's.. She's gone.
Cucumber: Oh no...
Chike: Before I fell asleep, She said she loved you and Zucchini. She also wishes you your best motherhood too.
Cucumber: I-I-I.. Don't say that.. (Starts to cry)
Chike: Pumpkin, you have every right to be sad. And there's nothing wrong with that.
Cucumber: Oh god no! No!!
Chike: I'm so sorry. I better get going now, I love you so much. Call me again later. Okay?
Cucumber: I love you too, dad.
Chike ends the call after they talked. After Cucumber heard the worst news regarding her mother, She began to feel beyond crestfallen. She couldn't do nothing but lay on the bed and bawl her eyes out. Her mascara runs down her eyes due to the fact she was crying a lot. She was just crying for hours.
A bit later, Pickles came home angry. After he closed the front door, he threw his bag on the table along with his cap in frustration. He didn't take any photos of the palace; Not even Vinegar because the trio were in no position to do so because of Cucumber's ornery behaviour. Right as Pickles sits on the couch, He hears crying. And of course, it was from Cucumber. Pickles investigates the crying from the master bedroom. Zucchini was also visiting Cucumber to see how she was doing. She was also devastated over the fact that her mom died. Zucchini was crying too. Pickles walks in on the two sisters and Pickles asks what's wrong.
Pickles: Cucumber? Zucchini?
Cucumber: Y-Yes? (Sniffles)
Pickles: What's wrong?
Cucumber: My dad.. (Sniffles) Told me some bad news..
Pickles: What is it? Please tell me.
Zucchini: Cucumber said her mother was in the hospital. Daddy sat with her for hours until he fell asleep and, and, when he woke up.. the thingy was flat..
Pickles: You're saying that, she died?
Cucumber: Yes.. My dad said she's gone.. (Bawling)
Zucchini: Ohhh Sis.. (Bawling too)
Pickles: Ohhhh Cucumber.. you girls need a hug?
Cucumber: Yes, please...
Pickles opens his arms for Cucumber & Zucchini to hug him. Cucumber & Zucchini were hugging Pickles whilst they were still crying causing Pickles' shirt to get wet from the girls' tears.
Pickles: There, there.. It's okay. Lotsa folks lose their parents. Vin lost his mom and I lost my dad.
Zucchini: (Sniff) I, I didn't know that..
Pickles: And I'm very, very, very, very sorry for you two.
Cucumber: Yeah.. and.. I'm very sorry for getting mad at you at our trip.. Ohhhh how can I be a total bitch..
Zucchini: Oh, sis! You're not a total bitch!
Cucumber: No, I am! I yelled at Pickles, Vinegar and my friends! I am a horrible photographer! They fucking hate me!
Zucchini: No, they don't! Stop it!
Cucumber: Fuck my life!
Pickles: Hey! Hey! Honey! Calm down.
Cucumber: What?
Pickles: Look, I'm very sorry for your loss. I will always love you, but does saying negative shit like this solve anything?
Cucumber: Not really..
Pickles: See? It really doesn't. Now, me and Vinegar didn't get a chance to take photos because, you know... Uncle Wally was quote unquote "Treating him like a child".
Cucumber: How?
Pickles: Well, Vin scared Sierra off and made her cry, Vinegar said horrible shit about Aunt Pepper.
Cucumber: What did he say?
Pickles: He said, "No wonder mama threw you out!" in front of his face like he's not afraid.
Zucchini: He did not..
Pickles: I'm afraid it's true. Even Vinegar got pissed off at me when I'm trying to talk to him.
Cucumber: Oh, god..
Pickles: But, hey. I figured out your problem. Uncle Wally was right, it must be your hormones. You get those during pregnancy.
Cucumber: Maybe you're right. It must've been. But you guys kinda made it worse.
Pickles: Yes, and I apologise. I'm sure Vinegar went back to Busytown. Did you talk to Editor Eleanor yet?
Cucumber: Yeah. I told her to postpone our trip until about.. a few days or so.
Pickles: Define "A few days or so".
Cucumber: I have no idea.. I'm really hurt to hear about what happened to mom..
Pickles: If only there's a way to fix this shit.. We can't just leave this predicament undetermined.
Cucumber: Maybe I'll go apologise to Vinegar.
Pickles: Good eye. I'm coming with you.
Cucumber: Let's go. Zucchini, you hang here until we get back. Lock all windows and doors. Okay?
Zucchini: Got it.
Cucumber and Pickles walks out the front door and steps into her jeep, Cucumber puts the keys in the ignition, turns it sideways to start it up and drives to Vinegar's house. She stops the jeep, steps out of the jeep along with Pickles, closes the door after Cucumber puts her car keys in her pocket and walks to the front door to Vinegar's with Pickles following her. Cucumber knocks on Vinegar's door. But there was no answer. So she knocks again and, there was answer.
Vinegar: Go away.
Cucumber: Vinegar, It's me.
Vinegar: Get off my property, Cucumber.
Cucumber: Vinegar, please. I wanted to say I'm sorry.
Vinegar: Like that's going to work.
Cucumber: Please let us in.
Vinegar: Us? (Walks to the front door opens, Cucumber & Pickles walk in) Pickles? What are you doing?!
Pickles: Cucumber is very sorry and, so am I.
Vinegar: You better not be lying.
Pickles: But I'm afraid your father was trying to help you. He's all you've got. He's the only parent you have right now.
Vinegar: Yeah right.
Pickles: We also came to tell you what happened with Cucumber. Cucumber, tell him.
Cucumber: Well, I was talking with my dad on the phone and, he went to see my mom in the hospital and... (Sniff) She died.. Ohhhh.. I'm so sorry Vinegar.. (Hugs Vinegar and cries)
Vinegar: Oh god..
Cucumber: (Sniffles) Please forgive me.. I had been so hormonal to all of you..
Vinegar: And I must've been hormonal to Sierra and Pickles as well. I guess I shouldn't have been in your guy's team.
Pickles: C'mon, man. You have to be in our team. There is much at stake here.
Vinegar: Who needs me? I'm useless. I piss you off.
Cucumber: Editor Eleanor favours you. You must grab hold of your luck and command it. There is an assignment on the horizon and we need YOU in the team. I can't walk around and photograph like old times because I'm pregnant with twins. If you relent, then Phantom wouldn't be stopped. She would have no rest until you and Pickles take serious measurements. So, are you in?
Vinegar: Well uhh.. I'll see what I can do.
Cucumber: Now don't you give me that "I'll see what I can do". I wanna hear a positive answer.
Vinegar: Okay, Cucumber. I'm very sorry for your loss by the way.
Cucumber: It's fine, but at least I'm not alone. Well, in that case, YOU'RE not alone. You lost your mother before I did.
Vinegar: I mean, look at it this way, My mama will get along with yours's just fine along with Uncle Salty.
Cucumber: On the other hand, You've only been a photographer for like, 3 months. You have to get a little more experience. You'll get the hang of it.
Pickles: Yeah, You just put that ball back on the tee and keep swinging.
Vinegar: What are you saying?
Pickles: It's a metaphor for "don't give up".
Vinegar: Yeah. We're photographers. And aside from that, Don't listen to anyone who disrespect your mother.
Cucumber: Good advice. Now let us all enjoy our break for a few weeks or so.
Vinegar: And next time I see Sierra, I will say how sorry I am.
Pickles: Double good advice. But before you do, at least give her time to cool off until she's ready.
Vinegar: Right. Enjoy yourselves and, I'll see you around.
Cucumber: See you around, Vinegar. I'm glad I get to talk to you.
Pickles: Yeah.
Cucumber & Pickles hug Vinegar to tell him goodbye before they leave. Vinegar was flattered and waves. Cucumber & Pickles hop into the jeep and drove back home. They got home and they kind of forgot about Zucchini being in the room. Zucchini was fast asleep on the bed. So Cucumber and Pickles tucked her in by putting a blanket on her. Cucumber and Pickles did their best to fit on the bed safely with Zucchini sleeping on it.
Next chapter coming...
