An octopus sat on his stool observing the list of ingredients. It was a long list of ingredients this one octopus was uncertain they even had half of the ingredients. Using their brain the octopus calculated twenty nine ingredients were needed for this. With one of his eight tentacles the octopus kept studying the long list of ingredients with a baffled expression. There is no way he could collect all these ingredients in one go, because the stores did not have all the ingredients. He scratched his head with another tentacle while wrapping his other tentacles around the legs of the stool.
How was he going to find twenty nine of these ingredients in an hour? Or did his boss give him at least a week or two to find these ingredients? Nothing was really going to stop him from finding these ingredients. It was only a matter of time, and where he could get these ingredients. His income was not doing so well either. Getting places wasn't going to be much trouble. There was a time table of tasks he had to complete. Pondering over what was in his own house he looked around. He got off the stool in search of these ingredients. Holding the list of ingredients he took a gander at the instructions and noticed he was in luck. Whatever this was it would take a while before it was fully complete. He just needed to put a lid on it. For nearly ten minutes he scrounged around the house finding food he would eat that were not on the list. When he found nothing he was forced to grab a ladder and placed it against the edge of the second floor that was open. He did have an attic and a basement however he would not find the ingredients there.
The octopus climbed up this ladder discovering a few boxes, bags, and flasks of liquids. He opened one of the boxes discovering it was full of mushrooms that should be eaten right away. Setting that aside he opened a bag full of some of the ingredients he needed. He crossed off four of the ingredients. He looked at one of the flasks that had a dark orange color to it. It was one of the ingredients so he grabbed that. Using his tentacle arms the octopus picked up the ingredients he gathered. Descending the ladder with these objects wasn't easy yet he managed.
Once he was down the octopus placed all the ingredients on the counter just have them there for when he got started. He only had five of the ingredients in his own house. Feeling hungry for an early lunch the octopus turned on the oven filled a large pot with water and sat it down. With one tentacle he adjusted the temperature to his house since it required him to. All he could now was cut the mushrooms and saute them in a frying pan. Grabbing ingredients for his meal the octopus turned on the kitchen lights so he could see better. A rain cloud was hovering above his house.
How was he going to find twenty nine of these ingredients in an hour? Or did his boss give him at least a week or two to find these ingredients? Nothing was really going to stop him from finding these ingredients. It was only a matter of time, and where he could get these ingredients. His income was not doing so well either. Getting places wasn't going to be much trouble. There was a time table of tasks he had to complete. Pondering over what was in his own house he looked around. He got off the stool in search of these ingredients. Holding the list of ingredients he took a gander at the instructions and noticed he was in luck. Whatever this was it would take a while before it was fully complete. He just needed to put a lid on it. For nearly ten minutes he scrounged around the house finding food he would eat that were not on the list. When he found nothing he was forced to grab a ladder and placed it against the edge of the second floor that was open. He did have an attic and a basement however he would not find the ingredients there.
The octopus climbed up this ladder discovering a few boxes, bags, and flasks of liquids. He opened one of the boxes discovering it was full of mushrooms that should be eaten right away. Setting that aside he opened a bag full of some of the ingredients he needed. He crossed off four of the ingredients. He looked at one of the flasks that had a dark orange color to it. It was one of the ingredients so he grabbed that. Using his tentacle arms the octopus picked up the ingredients he gathered. Descending the ladder with these objects wasn't easy yet he managed.
Once he was down the octopus placed all the ingredients on the counter just have them there for when he got started. He only had five of the ingredients in his own house. Feeling hungry for an early lunch the octopus turned on the oven filled a large pot with water and sat it down. With one tentacle he adjusted the temperature to his house since it required him to. All he could now was cut the mushrooms and saute them in a frying pan. Grabbing ingredients for his meal the octopus turned on the kitchen lights so he could see better. A rain cloud was hovering above his house.
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