Thus spoke the cheese monster...

"I feel jittery - let's go for a full frontal attack on the J-Faction," Ace drawled.

"You can't do that just 'cuz you're bored," CC answered back. "Here, let's make a video of J being dismembered - that'll take your mind off it."

"No, let's go into the belly of the beast - let's go to Chucky Cheese!"

Ace slunk into the brightly lit, cheery Cheese-pushers, and sidled up to the counter.

"HI AND WELCOME TO CHUCKY CHEESE," a bright-eyed and chipper young thing shouted. "What'll you have?"

"A minute for my hearing to recover, and a so-called pizza."

Just like the coins out of a slot machine, tokens flowed out of the register. "Here you go, enjoy the games!" Chirpy, the counter cheese, chirped.

Furtively, Ace crept over to the only dark spot in the place - a table under a poster of Chuck E. Cheese in the movie Chucky & Sally, and observed the noise.

Even though it was late, the little critters screamed and the machines beeped. The pizza soon arrived, and soon there was nothing to do but give it a try.

"You know, it tastes almost as if they took a can of spagetti-os and used that for the sauce," Ace seemed almost amazed.

"You know that the cheese has a half-life of 30 years, right?" CC kept chewing.

Just then, Jo sauntered in, and scanning the brightly lit arcade, noticed Ace.

"So, Ace - did you think that you could just casually come here, into one of my establishments, and they wouldn't alert me? Won't you come this way?"

Jo led them back, into the kitchen, where more J-faction forces were waiting.

"String them up over the spaghetti-os! Let's see if they can escape this time! Oh, and Ace - I hope you enjoyed your pizza... as it's the last slice you will ever have!"

"Definitely the cheesiest," mumbled Ace.