PANCAKES.

So, my frined (yes, frined) is quite utterly addicted to pancakes. She is the co-author of DeceptiFighter, and she posted a poem about pancakes she wrote. Feel free to check it out. Then, the other day, I made the mistake of asking her what I should make my next blog post about. Her reply? Yeah. Pancakes. Shocking. 


Therefore, here is my own Ode to Pancakes (And Frineds):

Once upon a time, there was a land far, far away (because everyone knows if a story starts with 'Once upon a time', the place can't be close), and in the land there were great, tall forests with abundant maple trees. The people in this place found that if they stuck a weird knob in the trees, a delectable substance would come out. They learned that through a weird process with heat and science-y stuff, they could produce the great, sticky drink: Syrup. Unfortunately, their syrup was so thick and delicious, the people who chugged it, which was the best way to eat it, choked and died.

The leaders of this land ultimately decided they needed something to put the syrup on to make people stop chugging it. Scientists and chefs alike tried hard to come up with this food and worked day and night. Hamburgers were too big and crackers were too small. Nothing was working.

Until one day, a brilliant woman going by the name of Breekah discovered it. She had burned down her house doing it, but the downfalls were much smaller than the great outcome. The Pancake. She had been experimenting with many different mixtures of foods until she came up with it.

The Pancake soon became famous behind imagination. People loved it and couldn't get enough! Breekah lived wealthy with her frined Rayne and dog Charlie happily ever after, while the land grew prosperous and grand.

THE END

I hope you enjoyed it, and if you didn't, well...go have some pancakes.