‘Twas a beautiful ruby Tuesday morning in the quiet kingdom of Burgerville. The red robins were baskin’, the green lawn of the olive garden was sweet, and life couldn’t be better for Burgerville’s citizens. Burgerville was a melting pot of cultures and talents, each individual contributing to the elevation and reputation of the kingdom. The people were content to enjoy their work and live in their comfortable pizza huts, for they were ruled by the brave Burger King and the distinguished Dairy Queen. Their royal daughter, Wendy, was the most beautiful maiden in all the lands and the desire of every suitor in the kingdom. The Burger King’s line was secured in his heir, Carl Jr., who was as dashing as any prince could be. On this particular morning, the royal family was being entertained by its jesters, Ronald McDonald and Jack of Box, when they were interrupted by the entrance of their knights: the Five Guys and their fearless leader, Colonel Sanders.
“What is the meaning of this?” the Burger King cried.
“Forgive the intrusion, your Majesties, but Little Caesar is marching on Burgerville, and we must escort you on the subway to safety,” explained Colonel Sanders.
“Are we not safe in our White Castle? We didn’t spend all those starbucks for nothing! And why did the first watch not ring the taco bell to warn us?” asked the Dairy Queen.
“The first watch was incapacitated. Little Caesar has spies on the inside. We suspect Dave and Buster, the gardeners, but I have no proof yet. Come now, we must hurry!”
Colonel Sanders and the Five Guys had just led the royal family into the depths of the White Castle when they heard the first sounds of the attack. Little Caesar had been their rival as long as the Burger King could remember. Caesar found an ally in red lobster, an animal with just as much ambition and aspirations as Caesar himself, and together they have been trying to dethrone the Burger King and end his line by disposing of Carl Jr. Caesar and lobster had been in-and-out of Burgerville for decades, attacking through the panda express.
The royal family finally arrived at the subway, but suddenly the Dairy Queen let out a scream of despair. “Where is Wendy? My poor baby!”
“I bet she went back for that pet of hers, Jollibee!” the king exclaimed.
“I will retrieve her,” said Colonel Sanders, and he was out in a zip, sprinting back to the throne room. With a deafening roar, the corridor crumbled behind him, separating the King and Queen from their beloved daughter.
