Fizzymagic's Big Adventure

In an utter fit of frustration, Fizzy rolls down the window and hurls the sandwiches out, platter and all. "Whose idea was it even to bring these?! Fluffernutter... I can't show up at the event with these! Argh, ugh, gaaaah, pffffffffffffftttttt!!!!!"

Yet before he can roll the window back up, he catches the glimpse of motion out of the corner of his eye, and to his surprise, Fizzy realizes the sandwiches have reversed direction, zipping right back straight towards the car. "What the....?" wonders Fizzy.

He should have spared the thought and closed the window faster instead, as any additional pondering was immediately cut-off by the reentry of a huge, swarming pile of fluffernutter sandwiches, which had somehow along the way transformed into partially sentient beings who were NOT pleased with being discarded like garbage.

In protest and anger, the fluff proceeds to FLUFF, filling the car with softly white yet completely smothering marshmallow guts. The nutter simultaneously goes absolutely bazonka NUTS, flinging its way around the interior of the car as only a peanut can.

"Well," Fizzy thinks, as he struggles to breathe and protect his face, "this is definitely not what I expected..."
End Of Story