(note: the graphically intense amount of chocolate in this post may or may not make it unsuitable for young children.)
One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fires were burning...
Nathaniel came stompin' down the stairs of Farm House, a solitary thought on his mind. It was packed into a cardboard box and lived in the freezer where day after day the other Farmies gazed at it with a mix of longing and frustration. It rhymed with Lice Team. It was delicious. Today it was going to be even more delicious as he was armed with a monstrous bottle of Ghirardelli's chocolate syrup.
a note about Nathaniel and chocolate: Nathaniel may have an unhealthy relationship with chocolate. Often he seems to believe that he can subdue those little chocolate chips into submission. Also he plays hide and seek with them.
Little did he know that he was going to get MORE CHOCOLATE THAN HE EVER BARGAINED FOR. He took the cardboard box out of the freezer... opened the lid...
Some chocolate chip-laying insect had laid a whole nest of spawn right there in the false safety of the nest of ice cream.
This is the point in the story where the chocolate content just spirals waay out of control... My antihistamines just can't handle it anymore. Just imagine the trauma of being there... *scratch* *scratch*
Something is awry... the calm before the storm?
Laura tries to save Nathaniel from an almost certain chocolatey death.
It was really really brown.
It reminded me of the Hexxus from Ferngully.
Don't judge me!
Chocolate chips, the evil spawners of Farm House drama.
THE END.
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