Ok Then: Wrath of the Fudge-Cake

It's been a hot minute since we've checked on our unnamed hero and his looney duck sidekick, as last time, they were flying south because of a bomb detonating in our hero's frosty log cabin. But where are they going? Well let's find out!

"This is getting boring, ain't it Marco?" Declared the duck, our other protagonist gave no look to the duck. "Givin' me the silent treatment eh?" Without wasting a second, the duck held our hero's hand tight. "Maybe our Polo to your Marco is down there in that little village!" The duck pointed down at a small, dinky little village, the type of place where a giant would crush it accidentally without batting an eye. "Time to Dash, Crash!" And now they were shooting down like a speeding bullet down to the village, hopefully there won't be any catastrophic blunders happening soon...

Meanwhile...

The village folk were doing a morning meeting, to honour the Almighty FudgeCake. A creamy, fluffy, huge body of a cake which could feed a thousand robots and their pets. "We gather today to honour the 1435th day of preserving the FudgeCake!" Started the village king, "as we have kept it from being destroyed, I declare another holiday! Everyone Celebrate!" Just like that, there was cheers, popping of bottles and cries of joy! What could possibly go wro-

"GERONIMO!!!" Cried the sky, with a loud thud onto the almighty FudgeCake, destroying it into millions of chocolaty waste. The village went silent. And out of the cake was the duck plus our hero, covered in cream. "Ey! What's the matter with yall? It's like you seen a ghost!" Shouted the duck.

Silent.

"Cmon! Someone! Give us a soda or a ten course meal!"

Still silent.

"Are you guys deaf or something? Me and my buddy want some fo-"

"KILL THEM!!" "SACRIFICE THEM!!" DESTROY THEM!!" Our hero and the duck were definitely in a pickle now, it was them vs a whole mob! Our hero tried to diffuse and reason with the situation, only to get thwacked with a very convenient frying pan. "It's no use reasoning with them buster! Fend them off!" Cried the duck whilst spin kicking many of the village folk's heads. Without skipping a beat, our hero took out some gum shooters and let waste to most of the village folk! It was a gum massacre!!

But it wasn't holding them back, no-no... the mob was getting CLOSER. Our hero plus the duck was having their life's shining through their eyes, as if they were caught, they were definitely going to turn into mincemeat by the mob. Things were looking bleak, until the duck had a downright GOOFY idea. "Say, why don't I just dig down?" Said the duck, without our hero saying a word, "No need to object! I do make amazing ideas!! DOWN I GO!" the duck cried as he dug down the earth in excruciating speed. It was quiet for a bit, until it wasn't. There was a rumble in the hole and it was shaking the whole village! And then, a wacky laugh was echoing in the hole, followed by: "LOOK OUT ABOVE!!"

And then, it happened.

The hole broke open with a volcanic rush, catapulting our hero and the duck high in the sky, leaving the village in a volcanic ruin. "Now I know what you're gonna say," blabbered the duck, "are they going to be okay? Who cares? They were trying to grind us! The real question is where in tarnation are we going this time??" And the duck was right! They were shooting high and they could the stratosphere! Wherever they were going, it was going to be OUT OF THIS WORLD! And all our protagonist could say about this predicament was "Ok then".