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"Pinky we need to cook." Brain said.
"Is that a JoJo reference???"
".. no it's a breaking bad reference (??)"
"Oh"
"ANYWAY. I have devised a new plan, pinky." Brain tore away the cloth hiding his plans. "First, we will find the best cook at this fancy restaurant. You see, they are going to have a critic come to the restaurant very soon. We will mind control this cook to make them make a soup, that has more mind control stuff in it. When the critic tries it, he will accept me as the best cook ever and eventually I will take over the world because people do love food."
"Egad brain, brilliant! But wait .. won't the critic think that the cook we mind controlled made the food and make him the leader?" Pinky pointed out.
"Well of course, I will make sure to tell him who it was really made by! And he will listen because I gave him the mind control, remember?"
"Oh okay:)"
Later....
Pinky and Brain snuck into a restaurant through the vent. They looked down at all the chefs and stuff.
"There," brain pointed at a guy with a tall chef hat. "He's the one we need to give the mind control potion to. He is the main chef."
He handed the vile over to Pinky. "I need you to take this to him and make him drink it... Be careful with it, I only have two and the other one is for the critic!"
"Oh don't worry brain, I can do it!" Pinky exclaimed before crawling out of the vent.
He fell and landed on top of the chefs hat, and waited for him to go to the pantry.
He jumped off and threw the vile into the chef's mouth. He just barely missed it however, and it went crashing to the floor.
"Poit-" pinky said sadly
The chef, having had a small bottle hit his face, noticed the mouse who threw it. "Hey!! Fucking rats in here!????" And he started chasing pinky with a flyswatter.
Pinky ran as fast as he could, until he got back to brain. "I'm sorry brain, I missed, and now he knows I'm here somewhere!!"
Brain angrily bopped pinky on the head, "you idiot!! Why do I always give you important jobs... Fine. We'll just have to do this a different way..."
They jumped onto the chefs hat, making it fall off. "Pinky, run!" Brain pointed to the hat. They climbed in it and someone picked it up and put it on.
"Wow I can't believe that worked!" Brain exclaimed.
Then, brain started tugging on the chefs hair, making him dance around kinda weird. Brain quickly got used to the controls however.
He pulled on his hair, and started cutting up some vegetables. He tossed them into a pot of broth, and added some seasonings. Finally, he added the vile of mind control potion.
He poured some in a bowl, and had the waiter bring the bowl of soup to the critic who was waiting at his table.
He looked at it. ".. soup??"
He sniffed it, before trying it. He instantly had a flashback to when he was a child, and he was eating a bowl of soup his mama made. When he got back from the flashback, he exclaimed, "wow!! Just like my mama made!"
Then he stared into the abyss.
"Wait a minute... I'm an orphan..."
The chef who was still being piloted by brain came through the door. Brain talked from inside the hat while moving the chef's jaw up and down with his hand. "Hello fellow human, how did you like the soup? Is it super yummy in your tummy?" He spoke as if he'd never spoken before.
The critic stared at the chef. "Uhm.. yea."
"Slay. Well I have something to reveal.."
He pulled the hat that was hiding the mice off. "A couple of lab mice made that food and now you will bow before me ✨"
The critic stared again. "I'm giving this place a 0 star review cuz yo restaurant nasty, it got rats in it." And he left.
Brain sat there, confuzzled. "Why didn't the mind control work..?? I even gave him a false memory of his childhood and everything!"
He sighed. "Well I suppose we better return to the lab and prepare for tomorrow night."
"Why Brain, what are we doing tomorrow night?" Pinky replied, as usual.
"The same thing we do every night... Try to take over the world!!!!!!"
The end