Phelix stole my chocolate pie! I will not stand for this. I am currently gathering my army of apes and we will retaliate. Here is what we will do:

First we will sneak into Phelix's lair late late at night, we will find my chocolate pie and eat what is left of it. (I don't expect there to be much left since the fluffy man, remember he's fluffy not fat, probably wolfed the whole thing down in one bite minutes after taking it from me). If there is nothing for us to eat, we will steal $20 to buy enough chocolate pies for the whole ape army.

Then we will set the trap for the man himself. Phelix always has to relieve himself first thing in the morning (fluffiness pressing on a bladder all night makes him run for the toilet immediately upon waking). We will tie a rope to the handle of the restroom door, upon opening the door to make his way to the toilet, Phelix will trigger the trap and a vanilla pie will hit him square in his face.

It is unfortunate a whole vanilla pie will be wasted in this effort, but the man must learn not to steal chocolate pies from me.

Apes let's go!

Runs into the HQ snatches a piece of the pie himself, in the process he could hear Phelix in the restroom urinating. He grabs a piece of paper, and writes, "GOTCHA BITCH!" slides it under the door and bolts out the main entrance.

Muhahahahahaha. That'll teach his ass! EVEN BETTER I HAVE PIE!

JaKeL grabs his knife and fork (a true gentleman eats pie with full cutlery) 

Diablos listens to the plan and laughs. He then heads to the local popcorn stand and buys a HUGE bucket for himself and begins munching away on it.

Seeing a civil war in progress and after listening to the plan, Reditus sets up a drink and hot food stsnd outside the Hq and starts hawking his wares.

Hot food and cold drinks, get your hot food and cold drinks her people. Enjoy all the action with a full belly and a refreshed throat.

Bruiser overhears this master plan and  s scour comes over his face ,  HEY!  I like vanilla pie.  Such a shame to destroy such a taste treat,  Here's it just so happens I have a pumpkin pie been sitting in my trunk for a few days,, it should be good and rip by now.  Bruiser hands over a stank pie.  Here string this one up.

Stale pumpkin pie .... sounds delicious

Grabs the whipped cream

While we're plotting this dubious plan I'm going to throw in some moldy cream to cover the pumpkin pie, and soon Phelix's face.

Prophet grins a devious grin and carefully covers every inch of the pie in cream that smelt like a trash can that was used as a hobo's toilet for a week, after the deed was done Prophet stepped back as the smell was overwhelming. 

Wonders what that dreadful smell is

Damn Prophet, that reeks. Make sure you wear some gloves when handling that pumpkin pie of yours. 

A classic case of Cake Or Death, if ever there was one. As someone funny once said, we're gonna run out of cake at this rate!

Phelix stands directly in front of Mari-Mac's spoon and chocolate encrusted face, looks her dead in the eye and says:

I licked all the spoons. You now have Sphinx cooties.

Enjoy.

Sham looks in his hands in horror but then sighs in relief.

And you guys thought I was weird for eating pie with a fork!