NARRATOR

Ah! I see that you’ve returned!

And just in time, for, as we’ve learned,

GG has found a strange stranger visitin’

Yes, out from the storm and into his kitchen:



A handsome man, from head to toe

Dressed as a chef, colored in mauve



The color awarded chefs of the highest order

For all he’d accomplished? GG was but turquoise



There he stood, dripping wet

And in the calm, he calmly said



NARRATOR AS MAUVE CHEF

“Golden George, hear me this day.

Your son and all you’ve made - I’ll save.



I’m no friend of Rays - those swine.

They’ve stolen plenty that was mine.

But I’ve a plan to bring them down

If you’ll trust in me and hear me out.

You’ll have your son and all you’ve made

If you do exactly as I say.”



NARRATOR

GG’s mind raced, he blinked and

He expected the Mauve Chef to fade - a vision.

But there he stood! Smiling, teeth glistening…



Now, GG had sworn to Triple M he’d be sane

And deliver the franchise as promised to the Rays

That was the safest plan, the plan that saved their son

But now… he could have both?? That was a deal to be done…



GOLDEN GEORGE

You got a deal there mister!



NARRATOR AS MAUVE CHEF

Yeah!



GOLDEN GEORGE

You swear this plan will work?



NARRATOR AS MAUVE CHEF

I swear.

Help me - I’ll guarantee you’ll

Get all you deserve!



Come! You get the oven going

And bring your boy to help



GOLDEN GEORGE

Wait-



NARRATOR AS MAUVE CHEF

It’s time he learned the business

I’ll need more help than just yourself



NARRATOR

And so the days went

GG and son did toil

While this Mauve Chef brought

Every tub of oil to boil



His recipes were stunning

Little GG watched, amazed

Mauve took the menu and he

Elevated every taste



Haha - that made big GG a little jealous, it did

But what did it more had to do with his kid…



GOLDEN GEORGE

This chef, he swore to me

He would save my restaurant and my family

Now he’s changed every dish

And I don’t like the way that little G idolizes him…



NARRATOR

Little G and Mauve had grown close, it was true

The boy was entranced by anything the chef would do

And for a chef like GG, this was maddening

To be bested in his own kitchen, his own son his rival flattering



GOLDEN GEORGE

What is this showoff trying

To prove? My recipes are giants

And he’s simply deep-frying

On their shoulders….



I’ll get the best of him

GG Scrumptious always wins

He can’t make a fool of me -

This Mauve joker.



NARRATOR AS MAUVE

Hi.



GOLDEN GEORGE

Ah! Hello. I didn’t see you there.

Just checking the pantry - making sure we’re prepared.

Would hate to have anything missing, let’s see

Plenty of breadcrumbs, that’s good!-



NARRATOR AS MAUVE

Neat. GG…



I worry now that perhaps I was too hasty

I saw a man without a plan to save his fam’ly

I saw a chance to beat the clan that we both hate, see?

But now I fear that my best judgement has betrayed me



GOLDEN GEORGE

I was just counting napkins you must have misheard.



NARRATOR AS MAUVE

Oh, Georgie, my dear, I heard every word.

Now…

Promise me, you’ll listen close.

There’s a good boy.



You need me or your restaurant’s finito



GOLDEN GEORGE

You need me too - I’m still working on the reason tho



NARRATOR AS MAUVE

I need you because the Rays are on there way

You are the bait - let’s get that straight,

Cuz I’ve another point to make:



George, I’ve waited too long to have my plans dashed by some twerp

(That’s you)

There’s only one chance we’ll have to make this work

My way or out of it, comprende?

Now promise me you’ll listen and you’ll do as I say.



I’ll make a feast

To end the Rays

So, I need to know that you’re gonna behave



For the sake of your son

You will take not a bite

Now promise me this little thing and promise that you’ll do it just right.



GOLDEN GEORGE

…I promise.



NARRATOR

And so it came! The day the Rays would claim what was their right

A grand parade, that swayed and aimed at GG’s gates it’s sights

The procession of the Rays, drunk on power, hungry for a bite

The procession of the Rays, at GG’s door… it had arrived



Meanwhile in the kitchen, the team was at the bellows

The flames in the macaroni oven glowed blue and red and yellow



GOLDEN GEORGE

Too hot,



NARRATOR

GG thought, for his specialty macaroni



GOLDEN GEORGE

This Mauve Chef must know best, but what if he’s baloney?

If he’s wrong, my son’s gone, my business dies.



NARRATOR

He thought to himself as he cheesed the gravy fries.



But the Mauve Chef didn’t sweat, he was calm to the extreme

As he prepped the banquet for the Rays, like something from a dream

Pan friend hand pies, and flash fried pork thighs piled high

And always, eager little GG, beaming by his side



GOLDEN GEORGE

He claims he’ll save my son,

But what will I have lost when we’ve won this trick?

He’s enchanted him,

Little G fulfills his ever whim - it makes me sick.



What’s grand about a man who no one knows the name of?

All that I’ve made for all to taste’s made my name famous!

What has he done? To earn G’s love? This is outrageous!

God damn that son of a gun, I’ll see him fall before we’re done.



NARRATOR

GG seethed, he lost himself in hate

But then - the bell. Here were the Rays.



The head Ray - Real Original - greeted GG at the door



NARRATOR AS THE RAYS

Reservation for 86, soon to be one more!



NARRATOR

He said with a nasty smirk -

That pizza making jerk



GOLDEN GEORGE

We have a special night prepared.

Not a single flourish has been spared.

Please come and take your seats.

I’ll announce my decision at the end of the feast



NARRATOR

These words that he recited, the Mauve Chef had written

And GG snuck a glance at him, standing by the kitchen

The Chef nodded, pleased, then left for the prep station

He scooted Little G ahead of him, to help with preparations



And the Rays took their seats

And sang for their feast!



NARRATOR AS THE RAYS

We are the Rays! Since ancient days

We have ruled o’er feasts and fun!

We are the Rays, and it’s time that you paid

With your franchise or your son!

Our ways are blessed, by the goddess that’s best

Edesia, second to none!

We’ll rule as long as the sun has rays

Only setting when the Rays have son!



So come and feed us with your finest

Let us see just what this franchise

Has to offer to our dynasty!



Serve us Scrumptious, don’t be shy, it

Might be by night’s end you find us

In…

Your Family!



NARRATOR

And they laughed in a haughty tone

As they smiled from their franchise throne.



And G.G. filled up every glass

Took their orders, served the apps



Deep fried butter and draft beer from the taps



And the Rays drank long and ate and ate and ate

And G.G. looked toward the kitchen hoping to avoid his fate

Through the window the mauve chef diced, sliced, and juillianned

Everything according to his imperceptible plan.



And in the oven, there, he’d placed

The macaroni, let it bake…



G.G. wiped sweat from his brow and watched what transpired -

Was it the heat or the fear that caused him to perspire?

Then, finally, in a great wave of the paddle

The Mauve chef removed the macaroni from the oven’s crackle.



Cheese and Noodles steamed the air

The Rays all stopped and stared



And they began snapping and calling for the dish –

And the Mauve chef put it before them and said “As you wish.”



GOLDEN GEORGE

How they salivate, they cannot wait, they are entranced

But this, is not my dish, this dish is his, it’s of his hands



I know, it’s not my goal, to win their favor

But to know, that in those bowls, he’s stolen

What I made with all my gifts

And taken it for his, the faker…



NARRATOR

The Rays devoured every plate placed in front of them

Demanding seconds, thirds and fourths, even higher numbers and

They were filled with wonderment, and plenty of noodles

As they called for more, poor GG stewed - it was brutal.

Perhaps he didn’t know how much he needed approval

Needed to be reminded he was great, and not useless

Well my pupils, you all know that vice is called “Hubris”

And if GG knew this, he’d forgotten, his stomach knotted

Listening as the whispers started -



NARRATOR AS THE RAYS

How far GG’s fallen. After showing such promise

He couldn’t have cooked this - it’s beyond him

Must be the work of the Mauve-robed shaman

GG hired help! He ordered out! How’s that for rock bottom!



GOLDEN GEORGE

Hear them as they jeer, their judgement clear, they think me nothing

That chef, he set me up, he stole my stuff, to see me suffer



But how, could my finest chow, be put to shame?

That chef, with out a name has taken

What I made with all my gifts

Stolen it for his, and left

Me with nothing but the mess

Why did I let him in what was I thinking?



How good can that food be anyway?

I worked for years to perfect my bake.

Scoured 3 continents for the appropriate cheeses

Why does my dish lack while his so pleases?

He’s no genius, that weasel. I’m not to be treated

Like a servant in my own restaurant, defeated.

What makes, what makes, this taste so great

What miracle of mac rests upon this plate.

I… shouldn’t. But that breading, that crust…

I shouldn’t . … but I must.



NARRATOR

And he took a bite.



It’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted.



…



And then there was a laugh that cut the room.

The Rays all turned their eyes glinting in the gloom.

Crumbs in the mustaches, sneers on their faces –

Their pants all unbuttoned their shoes even unlaced.



NARRATOR AS THE RAYS

Who dares to laugh at the great cabal of Rays?

We’ll see that this mirthful joker pays!



NARRATOR

At the kitchen’s maw, the Mauve Chef stood tall

He bellowed a laugh and smiled at them all



NARRATOR AS MAUVE CHEF

Bet you’re wondering what’s

Got this giggle in my gut

Put this wiggle in my strut

While I’m showing you up

Well let me tell you what:



But first maybe I’ll

Leave this costume behind

I Am Bacchus Divine!

THE God of wine

And party time!



I’ve always hated you Rays

Since that fateful day

Edesia stole our ways

Of making drinks and tastes.

And just gave em away



Hope you had your fun

Cuz your time is done

Cuz today is the day

That the Rays get stunned

The empire decays

And your ways get shunned

Cuz today is the day that the Rays

Had a son!



NARRATOR

And with that he revealed his epic troll –

And tossed onto the table - Lil GG’s skull.



And then the Rays realized right there

That they had eaten son, prepared

Via the burning macaroni oven bake

And they Rays became to scream, vomit, and quake!

They’d been tricked, via a prophetic loophole

They’d lost their empire, they felt it in their soul.

They scrambled like rats, their empire crashing –

Pizza joints closing, slices going unsold, windows smashing!

The curse upon franchises was broken, and the Ray’s were truly hosed!

All the pieces of my- I mean,

Bacchus’s plans were falling like Domino’s pizza brand dominoes.



Now,

GG grabs Bacchus and slams him hard



GOLDEN GEORGE

YOU KILLED MY SON FOR SOME CANARD!??

You lied to me, you used me, destroyed me



NARRATOR

But Bacchus shushed him, said



NARRATOR AS BACCHUS

Don’t be so noisy.



Did I not promise you

To save your restaurant, and your family too?

You did as I requested

Now see that son that they ingested

Be resurrected!



NARRATOR

And with a wave of his wrist and a flick of his finger

Something amazing happened, a real hum-dinger.

All the Ray’s vomit swirled and Lil G was reborn a new –

As this boy took shape around the skull and regrew –

And Bacchus said –



NARRATOR AS BACCHUS

From death comes life and life from death

And Little G is back to take his first reborn breathe –



NARRATOR

The boy smiled, but then he sputter, he could not speak

For in his center - he was missing one, bite-sized piece.



Oh, no… tsk tsk tsk



The bite, the bite, the bite, the bite, that G.G. was forbidden to chew

Now his son couldn’t breath, he turned blue

And I turned to GG and he turned to… me

And I just shook my head, what fools humans can be…



You couldn’t wait one single meal to take a bite

You’ve cost a deal you’ve cost a life

Oh, what will you tell your wife? Right?



Oh what an ego on this fellow here before me

Demands justice, begs for mercy,

That’s one gory price for glory - GG



Come arise my boy

You are not for this world

Little G will come with me

And shuffle off this mortal coil



And as for you, you poor poor fool:



G.G. Scrumptious your fast casual eatery shall become the greatest chain

With locations from Zanzibar to Key West to wintery Maine!

Your macaroni shall becomes more famous than the Whopper or Big Mac.

But here’s where I hit you with a classic God style smack!



Your wife will leave you, inconsolable, destroyed

That you valued anything above your precious little boy

You shall have no heirs and your famous dish –

Shall now be called MANcaroni because each and every delish

Bite will have a small sprinkling of your son on top to crisp the crust

And you can’t stop it you’ll be powerless to watch the masses lust

For the mancaroni, eating your son in front of you night after night

And then you’ll become a ghost and haunt this restaurant site.



But let’s not say I’m not kind in my own awesome Bacchus way

They’ll be an end to your suffering eventually one strange day –

After the world becomes weird due to a bomb – don’t’ ask – it’s crazy

There will come 2 people to your restaurant, one stoic, one lazy.

And I will allow this oven that once took a life to restore another

And when you do that good deed, I release you, Scrumptious.



But until that day

Such is your fate

So buckle down

Your son’s the chow

These people crave



Pan after pan

Again and again

Watch them eat your kid

As you once did

Cuz you couldn’t obey

Cuz you’re an egotist

Now enjoy the show,

I really got to go -

Thanks for the kicks!



Hahahaha!