-One normal day in Pop Star-
Marx: So, I am almost done with building a taco restaurant, because my ice cream truck failed..... -
Marx: -hangs up a Giant taco with the restaurant's logo- Hmmm, there something missing.
-Dark Matter walks past Marx's Tacos-
Marx: (Hm, maybe this guy can help me, hehehe.)
Dark Matter: -Marx hops in front of him- AH!
Marx: Do you by any chance have a job, mister?
Dark Matter: Well, I work for Zero, but other then that no.
Marx: Then why not, you work in my brand new restaurant!
Dark Matter: No. Now if you mind I have to go. -starts leaving fast-
Marx: Wait! I will pay you more then Zero does!
Dark Matter: Okay, I'm in.
Marx: Great! Now you go inside and work the cash register.
Dark Matter: Okay then. -goes inside and sees the cash register- What?! Your kidding me, this is a toy cash register!
Marx: I still don't have the money to buy a real one, now work!
Dark Matter: But there is even any.....
Marx: Oh yeah, I almost forgot! -Marx grabs a jester hat- Here, this is your working hat!
Dark Matter: What, this is a taco restaurant, not a jester newsstand!
Marx: Don't make me put the taco costume on you!
Dark Matter: No no! Okay then I will wear the hat.
Marx: Great! -Marx sees a person come in- Oh here's our first customer!
Rocky: -Rocky comes inside- Wow, I am in a hungry mood for tacos today!
Marx: Hello kind sir, what would you want today?
Rocky: Are you a jester?
Dark Matter: Told you that wouldn't work out!
Marx: Shut up. Now customer, would you like some of our classic tacos?
Rocky: Would I?
Marx: Would you?
Rocky: I sure would! Give me your first, fresh, ones!
Marx: You heard the man! Get cooking Dark Matter!
Dark Matter: What, I don't even! Okay then I will cook some.
-A half-hour later-
Dark Matter: Here you go, your "fresh" tacos.
Rocky: Oh boy I have been waiting for this all day!
Marx: See, he is happy indeed.
Rocky: Here's yo money!
Marx: YES! I got money!
Dark Matter: Why the loud scream?
Marx: Don't make me put the taco costume on you!!
Dark Matter: Okay, I will go cook up more tacos then!
Marx: That's a good employee.
-After a few more customers came, it was time for closing the restaurant-
Marx: Well, I guess it's closing time.
Dark Matter: Phew, good because I am tired.
Marx: -Sees a last customer- Right after we give this guy what he wants!
Dark Matter: What gu.... -sees Zero come in- Oh no!!
Marx: Hello there, enemy that I will pretend to be friends with now. How may I serve you?
Zero: Hmm, give me your spiciest food on the menu.
Marx: You heard him Dar....
Dark Matter: Don't say my name in front of him!
Marx: Okay, Taco Buns Pepper, I won't say your name.
Dark Matter: Taco Buns Pepper, is this like my new working name or something?!
Marx: Yep, unless if you rather have the taco costume....
Dark Matter: Okay then! I just hope you pay me big tonight...
-And so Dark Matter made Zero's request-
Marx: Is it ready yet?
Dark Matter: I am for sure done, I think.
Marx: Okay give me the food!
-Dark Matter gives Marx the food for Zero-
Marx: Here you go Mr.Zero! The hottest item on the menu!
Zero: I just hope this tastes good...
-Zero eats off part of the Taco-
Zero: This is, AMAZING! Here's your money Marx!
-Zero gives Marx a butt load of money-
Marx: Thank you! Please come and again some day.
Dark Matter: Phew, that was a close one.
Marx: Here's your money Dark Matter.
Dark Matter: Than... What the?! You gave me a penny!
Marx: -opens door- Well I better me going now. Never trust a jester!
Dark Matter: What a jerk. Well I better me leaving too.
-Dark Matter leaves and closes the door-
Dark Matter: Wait, do I see Dark Mind running very fast, or is it just me?