Chapter 14
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Frank Tonka and Mr. Chicken stepped onto the teleporter together, since the teleporter was undercover, they did not need to be as cautious as before. A bright light consumed the companions and for thirty minutes, they couldn't see or move. When the terrifying transition finished, they found themselves in the cloudy desert of heaven. There wasn't much around, just a barren, continuous and flat landscape of lumpy clouds that made up the floor. Frank Tonka didn't hesitate to step off onto the clouds, not caring if they weren't solid. Mr. Chicken followed him onto the clouds; they were harder than Mr. Chicken originally thought.
Suddenly Mr. Chicken got a phone call from the Jesuses ring, ring, ring, rung, rong. He picks it up and the Jesuses screams at him, "You know Lerp, well…. He's dead." Mr. Chicken replies, "Honestly, don't care but what did he die from?"
"It's sort of ironic, Lerp died from LePrOsY". After the Jesuses shenanigans, Mr. Chicken continued following Frank Tonka.
"Well?! Are you finally done with that "important" call?!" Frank Tonka shouts at them.
"It wasn't that important and no need to get so mad I'm just a chicken and anyway, I already died you should be grateful I turned into magic pink glitter."
"I guess so. But I'd rather you'd be a delicious KFC Kentucky fried chicken bucket!" The two people continued their argument for a little while longer before Mr. Chicken noticed a large, white gate in the distance. "What is that?" Mr. Chicken asked. "My Twizzy not know." Frank Tonka responded. "Shall we go and investigate?" Mr. Chicken inquired.
"Facts, my Twizzy," Frank Tonka replied as they walked over to the gates.
When they were about 90 meters away, Mr. Chicken noticed three characters waiting by the gates. Two of the people were standing, the other was sitting in a chair, they were too far away for Mr. Chicken to see the details on their faces. When Mr. Chicken looked over to Frank Tonka to ask if he had seen the unknown figures, they were interrupted by a loud booming voice coming from the gates.
Mr. Chicken quickly snapped their head to look at who had caused such a deep, foreboding voice. The voice asked, "I heard someone was looking for the god of bananas?"
"The god of bananas? We are looking for the god of bananas. Maybe the voice is talking to us." Mr. Chicken suggested. Just as Mr. Chicken was about to respond to the voice, one of the people standing by the gates yelled, "Yeah, we are!" This confused Mr. Chicken, but they soon realized that the other people were survivors who also wanted to kill the god of bananas. Mr. Chicken was about to tell Frank Tonka about their revelations but was interrupted again by the gates flying open with a loud BANG! A figure stepped through the gates and started to talk to the two, standing people, the sitting one didn't seem to respond. Mr. Chicken didn't think the sitting person was a survivor, he might have been St Peter, but they didn't know if he was real. Suddenly, a large wall of clouds came out of the ground and encompassed the people, God and gates. "No! we needed to get to the god, how can we do that now that they closed themselves in!" Mr. Chicken vented. "Twizzy my Twizzler. Twizzy my Twizzler." Frank Tonka tried to calm Mr. Chicken in a slowed voice but couldn't stop them from sprinting towards the large cloudy box.