Gobbler Cook Hazel

© 2007-2010 Gail Nobles

© 2007-2010 Gail Nobles

The cookie girls prayed for escape or destroying the gobblers somehow.  They saw some green toadfish-like men slained to death. Their heads were chopped off and left on some poles. 

"Look at those funny looking humans over there," said Martha. " Their heads are chopped off."

"They look like some kind of sea people," replied Mary. "Those Gobblers look like human turkeys. No wonder they call themselves Gobblers." 

Martha was getting upset. "They are bloody animals! We are not food! We are humans! What kind of world are we living in?" 

"A strange one, that's for sure." replied Mary. 

The cookie twins saw the leader of all the Gobbler cooks. Her name was Hazel, and she was very hateful. She opened her pot to throw in a fish. Out of the pot came steam and smoke everywhere. Hazel walked all around the pole, looking at the cookie girls. Then she raised her fork and fire began to appear around them. 

"Oh, no!"exclaimed Martha. "She's going to cook us!"

"That's right dear!" said the Gobbler cook. "And you look mighty raw and tasty. I can imagine how good you are going to be when you are done!"  

 Martha demanded, "Now hold on a minuet. We are no food. We are human beings. You can't eat us." She could feel the fire getting hotter and growing higher.

Hazel said, "Anything that walks and lives, we are able to eat if it is not a Gobbler!" 

Martha had an idea. She saw sniffles from a distance, with a giant bag of Cookies. Martha whistled to her dog. Sniffles ran to them and could barely drag the bag. She yelled to Hazel who was about to walk off, "Wait!"

Hazel snapped, "What now? "I'm mighty busy. I don't have time to talk. You are food and that's the end." 

"But we have some food that you never had before. Don't you get tired of eating meat?"

The cook saw Sniffles. She let her eyes rest on him greedily. "I see. I'll cook you and that too. You're not getting out of this one." The Gobbler cook reached out to pick Sniffles up, but Sniffles began to bite at her hands.  The old Gobbler jumped back. Sniffles began barking and growling at her. "What is that?" asked Hazel.

"It's our dog", replied Mary. "He has the bag of food we were talking about. It's food lile you never have seen before in your life. Let us go, and we will share it with you. Don't you want to try something new? It's much better than the food you're cooking. Let us go, and cook us later. We won't escape. We want to share our food."

The cookie twins felt the fire. It was getting too warm. Cookie Cram tried her best to bribe the Gobbler cook.

"You think I was born yesterday, don't you?" asked the cook giving them a mean and ugly and hateful look.

Mary thought about some real turkeys back home and came up with a great idea. "No! It is not right for ......you to kill someone....without them eating their last meal." Mary began gritting on her teeth. "It will make us bigger and fatter if ....... you let us eat one last time. I'm really hungry. I'm so hungry, I could eat you. I can really stuff my gut when I'm hungry. I have not had a meal in days. Remember........the.....more we eat.....the fatter we get." 

"Well, I haven't thought about it that way," said the Gobbler cook.

"Then let us go!" cried Martha feeling the heat.

The cook raised her fork and the fire was gone. She made two big muscular cooking men cut the twins down from the pole.