In the land of Zapwizzle, where the clouds tasted like marshmallows and frogs wore monocles, lived a brave little popcorn kernel named Sir Cruncho.

Sir Cruncho wasn’t like the other snacks.

He wore a cape made of spaghetti, wielded a jellybean sword, and had a secret superpower: he could teleport.

But not just anywhere—no.

Sir Cruncho could only teleport to… toilets.

Fancy ones. Old ones. Golden ones. Haunted ones.

Did he know why? Nope.

Did he love it? Absolutely.

One morning, Sir Cruncho got a message from Queen Waffle of Syrup Kingdom:

“Dear Popcorn Knight,

An evil cucumber is turning everyone’s socks into wet spaghetti. Please help. Bring snacks.”

Sir Cruncho grabbed his jellybean sword and shouted, “TO THE TOILET!”

With a sparkle POP, he vanished—and reappeared inside the royal bathroom, right between the bubble bath dragon and a confused toothbrush.

“Wrong toilet,” he muttered.

POP.

New toilet.

Finally, he landed in the palace loo, where Queen Waffle stood heroically on the sink.

“The cucumber’s in the dungeon!” she cried. “He smells like pickles and rage!”

Sir Cruncho teleported straight into the dungeon toilet (gross), burst out of the bowl (splashy), and landed in front of the villain.

“NO ONE EXPECTS THE TOILET KNIGHT!” he shouted.

The cucumber gasped. “You traveled through bathroom portals to stop me?”

“Yes,” Cruncho said, striking a pose. “And I brought snacks.”

He flung a donut grenade.

KA-BOOM!

Sprinkles everywhere.

The cucumber slipped, fell into a bucket of mustard, and was banished to the Land of Eternal Dishwasher Duty.

The socks were saved.

Queen Waffle threw a dance party.

Sir Cruncho spun on his popcorny heel, saluted the sky, and shouted:

“Till the next toilet calls—AWAY!”

POP.