A very random and not so great story I wrote during class (I was bored...obviously)

One day, a special day for all bakers of the kingdom of Dumdum, the king arose from his bonny bed eager to taste all the many flavors of rolls to be prepared for him. For nearly 2,167,329 seconds ago, this had been dubbed Make the King a Roll Day. The bakers of the city of Dumdum had created a club called "We Are The Awesome Awesome Bakers" (WATAAB). They were very bright. Their names were Bill Joe, Devin, Tammy, Lexing, and Stan. As they each hurried to prepare each of their unique and distinct rolls, they broke into cheerful chants. Soon, the dogs were howling. Bill Joe's specialty were cinnamon rolls, Devin's were grape rolls, Tammy's chocolate rolls, Lexing's basil rolls, and Stan's were eggplant rolls. Ah, the royal kitchen never smelled so conflicting! A skinny maid named Dedrie skittered through throwing handfuls of peppermints at their faces. This was to happen every seven minutes and thirty-five seconds. It was to be expected. As the peacock clock stuck five, a host of men dressed in black robes began to dance in a solemn manner around the castle while buckets of rice were hurled at their knees. Now, the five baking brothers (born of a man and woman formerly dubbed "the Frog King and Queen) bustled and scurried throughout the stinky kitchen. Stan was lovable, everyone knew it. However, he was the eldest and as so would gain everything once their father kicked the can. Because of this kinda cool fact, the other baker bys despised and abhorred poor, burly, and innocent Stan. His brothers were evil. They were constantly conniving to kick Stan's butt off the WATAAB club. Today would be the day, they chirped! As Devin distracted him with the proper technique of applying powdered lemons, the other wicked schemers placed hot chili peppers and chili powder into his lovely, delicious eggplant rolls. Poor clueless Stan. The king gleefully sucked upon the delicate and delectable munchies...until he came upon lovable Stan's very unique rolls. His face twisted into shapes unknown to anyone. Stan sat and sobbed. "How? How?!" he cried. "Out! Out!!" screamed his brothers. Thus, our dear sad hero was turned away from his frog palace and parents due to his unaccounted shame. He moved on to marry the prettiest and smartest girl in the town of UNoMoreNow and had 15 children. He became extremely famous thanks to his unprecedented eggplant rolls. None were like them within 1,282 kilometers.

The End