Dope had been living in the HQ for quite some time now, he had grown accustomed to waking up in the morning to the sweet smell of bacon. Oh the aroma, the way Chong would cook it was like a breath of fresh air. It smelled as if God himself and came down and took a perfect dump on the pan. He often fantasized about the tasty morsel, how he would live in it, shower with it, sleep with it, and have it all to himself to eat and not share with anyone. Dope wanted it, he needed it and just had to have it. So one day he devised a plan that would have the envy of any family member, he would walk into the kitchen and snatch it, a very simple plan. But to get past Chongs watchful eye was gonna be the tricky part, it was as if Chong was the giant and the bacon was the harp that played the ever so sweet music, but once stolen would cry out to its master. Dope walked into the kitchen, nobody suspected a thing, he opened up the fridge, and there it was, a light from heaven shined upon it and there were angels singing in heaven. Dope snatched it and turned around only to see Chong coming through the doorway talking to Deces. Dope quickly put the plate on the counter and explained to Chong that he was merely getting it ready for him to cook. Deces gave Dope an ugly look as if he had just ruined her shot at getting some bacon. Dope walked off to his room and played down but not before smelling his beloved snack cooking.

DAY 1

Dope Sat awake late at night, scheming and a plotting on a way to get his beloved snack.  He paced across the room, up and down till a lightbulb turned on in his head, he quickly got a paper and a pen and began to draw the schematics of what seemed like the most awesome diabolical plan he had ever conceived. Early in the morning before anybody had awoken, Dope was in the attic with a saw. He pinpointed the spot right above the kitchen, where the fridge was. He could hear Chong snoring in the next room, it was pretty loud, so everytime Chong inhaled Dope would slide the saw, carefully cutting an almost perfect square in the ceiling. After about two hours of cutting, Dope was finished. He had brought some rope from the tool shed in back of the HQ, now there was a solid 2x4 running across the ceiling as support. The beam ran straight through the middle of the hole. Dope tossed half the rope down the right side, he tied the rest of the rope around his waist and lowered his body off the left side. He heard the beam crack a little but wasn't worried, he used  the other half of the rope which was on the right side to slowly lower himself down to the fridge. Time wasn't on his side as Chong was due towake up any moment, Dope quickly opened the fridge door and reached for the bacon. There was a loud crack, Dope fell on the fridge door and the beam came crashing down on him. Now the ceiling had a gaping hole in it and the fridge door was broken. Chong came racing into the kitchen to see what the racket was.

Chong picked Dope off the floor and demanded to know what had happened, Dope quickly explained. He was sleeping And he heard what sounded like rats in the attic, so he went up to try and kill them, he accidentally stepped on a cracked beam and fell through the floor, landing on the fridge door and breaking it.  Chong chuckled, he knew what really happened, but he let Dope continue with his games, it was quite fun actually. Dope limped to his room where he gathered all the schematics and took them to the burn pile. This wasnt over, he felt like he had a couple cracked ribs and a concussion, but he went to his room and layed down anyway. That's when he smelled the bacon, Dope cried for a minute but swore he would find another way to get that beloved snack.