The font for blogger is still screwed up. Big time. And it makes me wanna write a story!

This is a story of... Tofu. He had a brother named Tufo, and a sister called Touf. Together they aimed to rule the world, whether fried, in thick seafood gravy or chilled and served with Japanese soy sauce.
Tofu was tofu in seafood gravy, his sister once toured Japan and his brother loved oil and a wok. Tofu had a friend, called Scallop. They were good friends and often sat in the gravy, contemplating life, though they were only nineteen. They once fought over who would get picked off the plate first, Mushroom1 or Broccoli4, but the next day they forgot about it and were bester of best friends ever since.
Touf was going through a sour divorce. Her husband, Lemon, had an affair with salmon slices in a glass bowl, and they were caught as Touf sat on the conveyor belt, several plates behind them. Peas, from a yellow plate in front of her, told her to calm down, but to no avail. Though she had already sent over the divorce document thingy to Lemon, she still couldn't get over the fact that she lost her husband over a fish. Also, she decided that marrying at the age of twenty and ending up divorcing three years later was a bad idea.
Tufo on the other hand had a very good life, for a guy who was twenty-seven. Tufo had a wife Wing, and a son and a daughter. They got married when he was nine. His son was very protective towards his daughter, since she was younger, and in return she treated her older brother's girlfriend with a friendly family warmth. She had a crush on a guy whom her brother looked down on, and his name was Scallop. She heard that her very young uncle, who was only three years older than her, was Scallop's friend. However her brother didn't like her contacting their uncle to get the scoop on Scallop, so they never went on an actual date.
This time, though, was going to change everything. Tofu wanted to get a holiday with Scallop, Touf needed a break from her life, and Tufo wanted a family vacation. The three siblings decided that it was a good time to launch their plan to take over the world.

To be continued...

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Awkward.