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9

Master Chef Kelly.

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Master Chef Kelly had left quickly, obviously in a hurry to reach the bathroom. Seeing an opportunity, Chef Francois had boldly stuck his nose into Chef Kelly’s business and then, as he realized he had gotten in over his head, he quickly pulled his head from the cooking pot.

His nose dripped with the hot gooey caramel that had been bubbling in Chef Kelly’s pot…nosy, and curious about this sticky mess, Chefs Henri and Raymond also joined in, sticking their noses in where they didn’t belong. Soon, all the Chefs had realized the obvious. Chef Kelly’s pot of bubbling caramel needed more spice and so, the three amateur chefs began adding spices and merrily stirring them into Chef Kelly’s creamy caramel.

Yes, the kitchen was soon buzzing with flies that came to hover over the gooey mixture smeared all over the noses of all these cooks. Honestly, it was very hard for anyone to keep their nose clean that day.

Not to mention the overcrowding in the small space as more and more chefs came in to join the fun. Honestly, there was simply too many cooks in the kitchen. Then, just when the situation couldn’t get any stickier, Master Chef Kelly returned.

“What is this? Everything around here is mixed up except the things that are supposed to be mixed up!” Chef Kelly raged as he hurled a dinner plate against the wall. Even as the plate shattered Chef Kelly continued to rant and rave. “And look at yourselves…you’ve stuck your noses where they didn’t belong. You just didn’t think, did you? You’re really going to have to put your noses to the grindstone to get all that caramel off!”

The once merry chefs could only hang their heads in shame as the Master Chef made his rounds, inspecting the kitchen, yelling and stomping with anger and unhappiness…until reached finally one small kettle, forgotten in the corner of the kitchen.”Well, isn’t this a fine kettle of fish.” Kelly yelled as he took in the sight of yet another overheated situation…quickly coming to a boil…