Poor Little Rezo was feeling lousy. Getting caught in the laundry would probably do that to a chibi. Having managed to escape the scrubbing disaster with out being noticed he wandered around the huge palace, completely lost. In an attempt to get his barrings he didn't notice the large furry creature approach him.
"Woof woof?" Lassie asked Rezo.
"Wha? no my name's not Timmy. I'm trying to find Lina. You know the half-naked, temperamental red-head that rocky brought in here?"
Lassie seemed to think for a moment. Lassie is a very smart puppy. "Woof Bark!"
"Uhm she might be somewhere where there's food?"
"Lassie nodded before picking Rezo up in her gentle jaws and dumping him down the dumb waiter shaft.
E, Sister: That's a little elevator that goes from the kitchens to other rooms people.
"AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Thud
Rezo landed in the kitchen, a little woozy, but not too bad.
Rezo: speak for yourself. groan
As soon as the room stopped twirling for Rezo, he noticed he wasn't alone. Not too far away was a fat chef chopping and singing in a very bad French accent.
"Le poison, le poison, how I luv le poison! How I luv to chop them and gut them like soh!" the chef sang as he chopped and gutted a helpless flounder in time to the music. Rezo started to look a little nauseous watching the whole display.
"Ugh, that's gross." he moaned softly. He started to creep away and made it close to the doorway, via table top, when a shadow loomed over him.
"Sacre-blu. What is this? How could I have missed? " the chef cried, still continuing his horrid singing as he grabbed Rezo. "Such a succulent little crab!"
Rezo: I'm not a cra-ahck
The chef dumped him in a bowl of seafood sauce, and kept right on singing.
Rezo: Eww my robes listen you stu- achew.
The chef proceeded to throw spices and flour on Rezo. Before ending his song by tossing the icky priest into a pot of boiling water. Before hitting the water Rezo reached out with his staff and latched onto the rim of the pot. He used it like a rope to pull himself up and jumped to safety.
The chef, saw this happen with and un-happy smile. "Eh! And what do yu think yu are doing my little crab-cake?"
"Crab-cake this! Flare Arrow!" Rezo fired a flare carrot at the insane chef managing to set fire to his twisting mustache. Noticing that his magic had shrunk as well as his body, Rezo did the only sensible thing. RUN LIKE HELL!!
Rezo ran about the kitchen as the crazy French chef chased him, trying to kill him with a meat cleaver and a seafood mallet. They managed to destroy most of the kitchen, knocking over tables and shattering plates. The crazy French chef, having lost sight of Rezo, stood up with an insane grin and flaming mustache called out "Where are yu my little one?"
"Jean Pierre! What on earth are you doing?"
The chef spun around to see an angry Zolf.
"Ah mi? uh Nutting." The chef said bashfully and put out the fire on his mustache, smiling sickly all the while.
Zolf gave off a feminine humph before collecting the serving plates, which had remained intact through the whole escapade, and marched off mumbling about crazy Frenchmen.