MagiStream

Dinkus' eyes were wide as she studied all of the types of glass and all of the glass sculptures. There was a glass sculpture of Yarsnip, and of Famithen as well, both looking strong and proud. There was even a sculpture of an evil-looking live butter, whom Dink guessed to be the leader of the butters. There were sculptures of all the other bread leaders before Fami, Gorbenheimer, Kinkydoo, and many others. There were some sculptures of the great and important warriors and half-loaves who had either died before they could become full-loaves or refused the path of full-loafship. There was only famous live bread who had done that, though, and that was GoobieLinkus. DoobieDinkus was named after him even though he was male and she was female, but what your gender was didn't have any effect on what your name was to live bread or butter. Doobie wished she could have a sculpture. "Am I going to make something today?" She asked Fami.

"As long as you don't turn out like him." Famithen said, g\jerking her thumb twords Kornbread who was examinning a glass mustash on the floor with dissapointment. "Yarsnip?" she said, a little louder. Yarsnip grunted and blew crumbs accross the floor. "You know the drill." Yarsnip lumbered over the the head-hole and put his head in it. Fami latched several lates around his head, some going stragt into his neck.
Yarship just sat boredly, impartil to the pain. She patted his neck when the latches were in and she had put a cubular peice of glass into the machine. "You're all set!" she flicked a switch and the middle of the machine began to move. Fami spotted the accordian that was nailed into the machine as part of the mechinicm and turned it on. It began to incorparate music into the glass. She looked at the metal funnel that pet the sand into the machine to make glass. She gasped. "Look how low!" she said, shreiking. She flung a hula hoop off the top and handed it to DoobieDinkus. "go geet some sand Doobie."

Doob took the hula hoop and ran outside to get some sand, but found a large pile of the purest sand in a corner of the room. She chopped the hula-hoop through the sand so that it flung the right amount onto the trampaline next to it. Underneath the trampoline was a large bucket and Doobie shook the trampoline until all the sand had gone through the small holes and into the bucket, then she dropped the hula-hoop and grabbed the bucket and ran over to the machine and gave the bucket to Fami, where she dumped the sand into the hole.

Fami slew the sand into the hole, flinging most of it on the floor in the process. The sand slowly funneled into the machine and the accordian began to play some idiotic song. Fami turned it off and blew flour through her nose. A few spatters of yest hit the floor as well.
She jumped to the vending machines and once more entered one of her full-loaf coins. She ordered two small cans. A faucet at the top turned on and filled two cans with a molten blue liquid. The cans dropped into the bottom and Fami snatched them up. She released Yarsnip's head, satisfied that the machine's dragon fuel was restored.
She walked over a few yeards and pushed a button on a metal structure. A glass making stove rose out of the ground. "Doobie!" she snapped her fingers, all three at once.

"AH! YES?!?" She said, startled.

She shot a rope at Doobie and lossoed her to the stove. "Now, what do we do now?"

"Um... Make Yarsnip blow fire?" She guessed.

"AGH!" Fami said and launched a potatoe at Doobie's head. "NO!" She shoved the can-like, literally- in her face.
"Asphalting child! On the bones of Goytuipliy's monacle, go get me some sand!"

She repeated the process with the hula-hoop, trampoline, and bucket.

Famithen shoved the can in Doobie's face. "Open this?!.:'";/=+!"
She poured the sand into the pot ontop the stove, then added some gunpowder to it from her gun. "Don't wanna be here all day..." she muttered.