I walked slowly home. On the path to the door I got a horrible whiff of something that smelled like rotting corpses. I walked into the house. There as smoke everywhere. The kitchen looked like a bomb went off. Food was everywhere. 

"What the heck happened here?" I asked.

"Piper is making a surprise soup." Dad said. 

"Why do I have to be here?" I ask. 

"Because I can't be alone!" Dad yelled.

"I'm almost done! I just need to check something in the backyard." Piper said. 

"What's in the backyard?" I ask. 

"I'm growing garlic." Piper said leaving. 

"Ugh. It smells awful in here. Don't worry Henry. I'll get real soup and throw out that diabolical soup." Dad said leaving. 

I walk to the kitchen. I mean, someone's going to have to clean the mess up. I got down and started wiping up the floor. I hear cutting of onions. in the kitchen. I see pants. Is someone here? I stand up and nearly lost my balance. There was a skeleton chef. He had only one eyeball and his clothes looked like they've been through a paper shredder. He wore a white holed chef's hat. 

"Who the hell are you?" I ask shakily standing up. 

"I am Chef Coach d' Va famous chef my queen." Coach d' Va said. 

"I am not Gozer." I say. 

"Not yet, but soon." He said stirring. 

He put the spoon up to me. He wanted me to taste it. If he is a chef, it can't be worse than Piper's cooking. I try it. 

"Good." I say. 

"Is it great?" He asked. 

"Yeah." I said. 

"Than my work is done. I can rest in peace." He said fading. 

That was weird. But then again. Everything's weird these days.