Xiop Sooey pulled down a curtain, revealing a 20 foot tall piece of bread with eyes, a mouth, arms, and legs. Xiop Sooey pulled a picture of the monkeys from his pocket. (I don't know how either.) "Kill," he said, pointing to the picture.
"Okey dokey, boss!" Tost replied cheerfully as he walked out the door. Meanwhile, the monkeys were celebrating their first win by eating at the local pizzeria. Tost saw them from the outside, and he couldn't fit through the door, so he ripped the roof off of the building. He stuck his hand in, hoping to grab a monkey. He grabbed an old lady, who whacked him with her purse until he let her go. The next time, though, he picked up Slayer.
"Put me down," Slayer yelled.
"Never!" was Tost's response. Tost started squeezing harder. Slayer poked him with one of the forks. "Owey!!!" Tost yelled as he dropped Slayer. When Slayer hit the ground, he lost consciousness. The remaining three monkeys ran outside, and they attacked. Soon, Virus and Phil lost consciousness by blows to the head. It was all up to Bloode, and his breadstick was broken. He lay down and pretended to be unconscious, so Tost would leave them alone for awhile. It worked, and after Tost had left, Bloode got up and splashed the other three with water. Then they all went back to their home in the sewer, to hatch a plan. Virus, the smartest of the four, got started working on some inventions to help this battle, or battles to come. Bloode cooked a new breadstick. Slayer and Phil discussed ways to defeat Tost.
"Now, if we hang him, shoot him, and then disembowel him, he will feel less pain than if we disembowel him first," Slayer told Phil.
"No, no, that's all wrong. What we should do is tell him that we forgive him for beating us up, and tell him we want to be friends." said Phil.
"He is a stinkin' piece of bread! Why don't we just eat him?!?" Slayer yelled at Phil.
"Why, that's a great idea! Wait, wait, wait! I hate plain bread," said Phil.
"We'll toast him, and spread some jam on."
"Ahhhhhh. Hey, let's get Virus to work on some gadgets to help us!"
"Okay!" Slayer and Phil walked into Virus's workshop. "Hey, Virus, we need you to make us a giant toaster and jam shooter."
"Actually, I'm one step ahead of you," replied Virus. "I have already made a giant toaster and jam shooter."
"Wow, and you've only been working for five minutes!" Phil marveled.
"Well, I really made them three days ago. They were going to be a Christmas present for Fatty."
"I'm sure he'll love them." Slayer said sarcastically. "How will we carry them?"
"They are very compact," Virus replied. "When they start out, they are only 1' by 6'' by 9'', and when you press a button, it expands to become 28' by 14' by 21'. For the jam shooter, you pour jam into this compartment, press this button, and jam squirts out. If you are going to spread jam all over the giant piece of bread, you will need a lot of it."
"How much?"
"Probably twelve gallons worth."
"Whatever gets the job done." Slayer went to the store to get the jam. Everyone who looked at him laughed, and you would too, if you saw a monkey wearing a trench coat, in a store, buying twelve gallons of jam. After Slayer was done shopping, he went home and started loading the jam into the shooter. There was not any jam left over. Then all four monkeys picked up the toaster and jam shooter, and left to find Tost. They found Tost on top of a building.
"Hey, blockhead!" yelled Virus, who was holding the jam shooter.
"Huh?" Tost wondered as he turned around to face Virus, who was on the ground. While this was happening, Bloode set the toaster right next to the building, and Slayer climbed up behind Tost. Then, Bloode pressed the button, and Slayer pushed Tost off the edge of the building. Tost landed in the toaster, and in two minutes, he popped out all brown and toasty. Virus squirted jam at him, and then, after all that had happened, Bloode, Virus, Slayer and Phil all sat down and started eating Tost.