"Bonjourno Rosie, my mainland cousin, it's been so long since we last talked."

"So long? Mama, it's only been two days." Rosie Brickolini chuckled. "The park has been so busy lately, I've never cooked so much for so many people before. How are things back on the island?"

"Busy as usual, but at least the supermarket reopened after so long. Dr Clickitt has recommended Papa only make thin crust pizzas until everyone's thin and slim again. Haha, it might take a few months. Especially with that Brickster, good thing he was too fat for the helicopter."

The white haired chef laughed, she heard all about the incident Mama called Pizzobesity over the phone. Although that did remind her to tell Johnathon Ablebody to open up a variety of different snack stands and restaurants in LegoLand so something like this won't occur. "Oh! Sorry Rosie, we've got another delivery to Studs Lincoln on the track, I should run."

"No worries Mama, ciao."

Legoland was a huge hit, especially as Professor Tony Voltage brought in famous figures from history for everyone to awe at. His time machine was also useful in building new rides in only half the time, although there was the issue of keeping any pirates from looting from the park while they were there. Of course the main highlight were the recipes from yesteryear that Rosie could try out.

"Hey there Rosie, what's cookin'?" Bob Longtree, the park's gardener asked as he walked over with Prof. Voltage. "I don't know about you but I could go for a nice hot soup, those sprinklers soaked me and I'm freezing!"

The cook chuckled as she whipped up a bowl of minestrone for him. "Thanks, y'know I was thinking. We've got themes from medieval times, the old wild west and even Blackbeard's crew. But we don't have anything from the far east, like ancient Chinese or Japanese figures. I know kids these days love ninjas, so how about it, doc?"

"Ninjas? Wouldn't they end up fighting all the time with the pirates? Ha. But in all seriousness I'll have to decide on something less lethal than literal assassins." Prof. Voltage remarked. "If you want we can take a trip back to feudal Japan to see what we can find."

"All three of us?" Rosie asked. "I never learnt how to cook far east foods before, I could surprise Mama next time she visits!"

Once the three were packed up, Voltage set the time machine to 1684, Osaka. "Oh my, we've landed close to a shinto shrine, this was where sumo wrestling would always take place. Of course around this time it wasn't a professional sport yet, only used as entertainment for charity events." He explained. "We might be able to catch a match if we're able to blend in."

The good thing about the time machine was that it came with a change of clothes so they wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb. "Oh my, what is that lovely smell?" Rosie asked.

"That would be chankonabe, a stew filled with high protein and fat meats to help the rikishi gain weight quickly."

"Just eating and sleeping all day huh? Sounds like these sumos have it made." Bob remarked. "How does one sign up?"

"Well Bob, first you would have to be a Japanese citizen. You could try to get in but I doubt they would let in someone they've never seen before and at your size."

Bob figured might as well try anyways, while Rosie was hanging around some Jonokuchi ranked sumos learning to cook. Prof. Voltage was about to take notes when a large figure picked him up. "Eep! Wait, I'm not with Bob, I'm just-"

But he was interrupted when the yokozuna that scooped him up carried him into a room where Bob was waiting. Two massive bowls of chankonabe were placed in front of them, alongside two servings of rice and a couple bottles of beer. "Um, we have to eat it all?"

The large sumo didn't respond, not that he could with the purple scarf covering his face. The two slim men just stared at their dishes, the scent was just too good to resist. "I suppose just one bite wouldn't hurt." Bob figured as he took a spoonful of his stew. "Whoa, this tastes amazing!"

Prof Voltage was taken aback as his friend was now stuffing his face with chankonabe, bits of fish balls and broth dripped down his chin but Bob didn't mind. "Uh, your belly is getting bigger? Do you hear me? You're gaining weight impossibly easily."

The gardener however was in a trance it seems, he was mindlessly eating by this point. His belly flopped over onto the table, sloshing full of hot broth, veggies and fried fish. Voltage just watched in shock as his friend continued to fatten up before his very eyes. Once he got over the shock, he attempted to pull Bob away from his food and beer. "We gotta get out of here, this place isn't normal." He squeaked, although it wasn't much help with how heavy his friend was now.

The yokozuna returned in time to see Prof. Voltage struggling to keep Bob from getting fatter with no luck, it was like trying to lift a giant jelly blob. It also didn't help that squeezing a love handle would result in the fatter man moaning. The sumo waddled forward, scooping up the professor once again and placing him back on his seat. "H-hey! Let me go, you big brute!" Prof. Voltage snapped, giving his belly a slap.

Bad idea. The sumo had him pinned down, now feeding him spoonful after spoonful of the enhanced chankonabe. Prof Voltage moaned as his body swelled and pressed against the larger man, hearing his clothes tear as they struggled to contain his massive frame. He tried to resist as best he could, but the stew was too delicious. Bob was continuing to grow alongside his friend, even as the last drop of broth went down his throat.

The two let out burps so loud it shook the shrine, moaning and purring as the sumo rubbed their giant, sore bellies. "Oh man.. I'm so full I don't think I'll eat for a week." Bob belched. "Uh, you sure we can fit back in that time machine?"

"Urrrp, oh don't worry. I'm only half as fat as the time I went back to when the first McDonald's opened, it can fit us both without breaking." Prof. Voltage assured him, only to let out an earthshaking burp. "We'll still need to wear something to keep us decent."

The sumo smirked, although they couldn't tell from his scarf. He dressed them both in black mawashies, then slapped both of their bellies before leaving. "Urrp, I hope Rosie had a better time here than we did." Bob remarked, jiggling as he got back on his tiny feet. "Let's waddle."

Their bellies jiggled away as they waddled back to the chef, now holding a huge cookbook. "You wouldn't believe all the recipes I learnt here!" Rosie exclaimed. "Uh, I think I'll ask Johnathan to be my taste tester."

"Urrrp, let's just get back to our time. At least we can put on some sumo shows whenever the audience wants to see two fat guys jostle around."

The three all laughed as they returned to the present. As soon as they left, the mysterious sumo vanished from sight. "Ugh, I can't believe you did this to me." He groaned once he returned to his own time.

A very familiar figure giggled, poking the sumo's belly. "Oh cheer up Night Hunter, you get to be the grand champion sumo out of everyone here."