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Wkwjoikwoik

Eight thousand years and eleven seconds ago, in the realm of the zezezeze, where ketchup rained sideways from the skies, turning the breadground yellow with peppermint, a bowl of pretzel soup fell up from the skies to the ground to turn all future sausages that would hit the breadground into vending machines, although only one ever fell for the rest of yesterday. Shortly after, a butter earthquake changed the bread to living metallic blobs of axendof phtoliqi, the preferred food of the tap-dancing spiders. Roughly ten and three-quarters of a second after the sausage hit the ground and became a vending machine, it exploded in a rain of garlic bread as the feared Wkwjoikwoik was born. Immediately after hatching from the vending machine, it proceeded to eat the last refrigerator in all of zezezeze before glorpwipping itself to the world of mechanical kiitratefoqis, which were pleased to know the winged Lego bricks were no more. Two and seven fourteenths of an hour later, a portal opened under the Wkwjoikwoik's feet to akabiighk, a realm of hyper-fusion lemons, air conditioners, portals to nowhere, and cheese. It waited for half its life to greet the fingerbrains, luminous specks of nothing which were little more than minds without bodies. However, a distortion in the whyfly realm had caused all but two of the fingerbrains to vanish into ice. Yet, they still managed to meet the curious, teleporting Wkwjoikwoik, which greeted them with a shower of cheeseburgers from its tail cannon. In fear, though, one of the fingerbrains used its ability to possess inanimate objects to take control of an old, rusting Pancakes Mobile. The Wkwjoikwoik panicked and raised up its seventh and eighth legs to take down the angry possessed spaceship, only to miss and cause both the Wkwjoikwoik and the Pancakes Mobile to fall into the realm of the quiblits, where the endless Swedish Fish-flavored water catches on fire whenever a quiblit eats a whyfly larva. Legends say, they're still there.

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