Both shoot up, smashing their heads on the upper bunk.
They rocket into the Duck Truck and blast off, but the Living Bread latch onto the tailpipe.
They knock on the rusty door. It creaks open. No one is there. On a conveyor belt sits a single, glowing green bread loaf. It pulses like a heartbeat. Breadwinners Night Of The Living Bread Transcript
Ooooh, my beak-bone! What’s the haps, maps?
Buhdeuce pulls out a stale bagel and a half-empty tub of expired cream cheese from his feather-pouch. Both shoot up, smashing their heads on the upper bunk
Night of the Living Bread
The factory is dark, creepy, and covered in spiderwebs made of stale spaghetti. A single, flickering neon sign reads: “YE OLDE YEAST – TOTALLY NOT CURSED.” It creaks open
The Duck Truck is parked. SwaySway and Buhdeuce are asleep in their rocket-bunk beds. SwaySway is snoring breadcrumbs. Buhdeuce is sleep-quacking.
SwaySway grabs Buhdeuce and they super-boost-kick the frozen colossus into the giant oven statue.
A LOUD FROM THE BREADPAGER.