Saturday Showdown- Grilled Cheese v. Taco

Saturday Showdown:

Grilled cheese

Real name: grilled cheese

Base of operations: the grill

Arsenal: he is a sandwich

Bio: coming from a hard past of separation, the collective that would eventually be known as the Grilled Cheese searched far and wide to bring peace to its soul. When a being from outside the sandwiches realm of reality intervened, Grilled cheese was formed.

Taco

Real name: taco

Base of operations: probably Mexico.

Arsenal: he is a taco

Bio:

The heat hardened beef, the crunchy shell, cheese and veggies all came together to equal more than the sum of their parts. While the pieces of the taco are constantly fighting over who has dominion, a crunchy shell holds them all together to keep the balance.

The battle:

Taco was minding his own business, flirting around with the hot sauce.

“Hey hotstuf, you come here often?” inquired the taco (rather flirtatiously I might add). That’s when things started to get cold for Taco.

“Hey hot thang, you don’t want that brittle guy. You want something with substance, like me!” across the counter, Taco saw the grilled cheese.

“Amigo, I don’t want any trouble between us, but I was totally here first.”

“Really?” grilled cheese loomed over taco. Taco was only a little intimidated by the size of the sandwich in front of him. “The way I remember it, you were over by that wall over there and then started butting into my conversation with the hot sauce.”

“What?” asked a puzzled taco? At that instance, the grilled cheese pushed taco clear across the counter by the wall with the toaster. Taco was scathed but ultimately unharmed, and he was not going to take any of that crap.

Grilled cheese tried to put the moves on the hot sauce, and hot sauce started to back away slowly, then run as far away as she could.

“Where ya going hottie?” asked grilled cheese. He didn’t get an answer but he would not have had time to register it as he was hit by a flaming taco meat flung by the taco. Grilled cheese staggered back, but pressed forward towards taco despite the attack. Standing right next to the hard- shelled avenger, Grilled cheese smacked taco down to the ground and kicked him over by the microwave oven.

“Fool!” shouted grilled cheese.” You thought you could take on the most powerful being in the kitchen?” grilled cheese opened his mouth and out detruded a stream of steamy, melty cheese, completely covering taco in a pool of gooey mess.

“It was almost too easy” said grilled cheese to himself as he turned to walk away. That’s when he heard a rumble.

Taco rose from the cheese, a purple aura glowed around his shell as he floated above the counter. His eyes opened with the same purple florescent light as his aura.

“I am immune to your cheese attack. A member of the taco clan can only grow more powerful under the influence of cheese. Now you will pay for your misdeeds against us tacos”

A plasma beam shot from tacos eyes. Grilled cheese started to scream, but it never came. The grilled cheese was now a burnt pile of bread crumbs on the counter.

The winner: probably grilled cheese, but prison rules: definitely Taco.

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