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Luminous spring sunlight burst through the fluffy white clouds filling the bright blue sky, pushing down to shine onto the ground below. Beaming rays of golden light shone effortlessly through the pane of glass seperating Gummy's apartment from the sunny day on the other side.

Gummy was lounging with (Y/n) by his side, snuggling into his side as she watched him browse through whatever he could find online that captured his interest on his shiny green iPad. Meanwhile, Harry and Kala were focusing on a stern game of chess.

Harry quickly shuffled a piece a few spaces across the greyscale chess board, with Kala's serious stare burning through it.

"Your only option is to retreat the bishop..."

"HI-YA!!!"

(Y/n)'s attention snapped from the movement of the beaming screen to her sister as the chess board along with every piece balanced on it shot across the room. Kala crossed her legs and folded her arms as she returned to her seat from her karate kick.

Harry stared in shock. "...or do that, good move."

"Guys! Come check this out!"

Harry, Kala and (Y/n)'s attention turned to Gummy as he leapt from his pastel jade sofa with excitement, his gaze still fixed against his iPad's shining screen.

"Garvis P. Stormbuckle from Ohio just broke the world record by making the world's largest pizza." (Y/n) read the words patterned on the screen as she slid from her seated position and edged closer. She gently took the electronic device from her boyfriend's grasp to examine the article. An image of an enormous pizza covering a large area of grass was positioned above the text.

Kala took the device from her sister, interest in her gaze as she quickly skimmed over the text before placing Gummy's iPad onto the cushioned seat behind her.

"That's incredible!" Harry cried, surprise filling his tone. "Someone actually named their child Garvis!? That's my middle name!" He continued, his surprised tone shifting to pride through the final sentence.

Gummy chuckled. "No no no no no! Don't you see? We should break a world record!" He continued with excitement and determination in his voice, earning confused glances from his friends and girlfriend.

"Why?" The three asked in confusion and unison.

"We'll be internet stars! Our name will go down in history! Just like... whatshisface!" Gummy continued.

(Y/n) giggled before completing her boyfriend's sentence. "Garvis Stormbuckle..."

Gummy smiled at his girlfriend before continuing his statement.

"Right! And that'll be us when we do..." he paused as ideas of what he and his friends could do to become famous online swam through his mind. "...the world's longest tap dance!"

Harry took Gummy's iPad from the sofa behind him to do some research. Meanwhile, Gummy began to enthusiastically tap dance, shuffling his feet along the floor and waving his arms in time, smiling as he heard (Y/n) laugh. After a few seconds of scrolling, Harry stated the current record.

"Uhh... nineteen hours!"

Gummy immediately stopped dancing, throwing the idea into his mental trash can.

"Nope! Longest burp?"

Harry turned his gaze back to the screen, and after another few seconds of scrolling, he stated the record.

"Also nineteen hours!"

Gummy then scrunched his eyes closed, grasping his tummy and opening his mouth to release an enormously long belch. His tongue wiggled as the air pushed from his stomach out of his mouth. The sound of the burp rattled through the air as Harry watched with concern, Kala watched with disgust, and (Y/n) watched with entertainment.

As Gummy's enormous belch came to an end, he pulled his tongue back, opened his eyes, and closed his mouth, ending the sound that felt like it had been playing forever.

"One sec..." Gummy proudly stated.

He then turned back to Harry, continuing his list of ideas. "Longest time reading about what record to break?"

"Twenty hours!"

Kala and (Y/n) sighed, slowly making their way towards the kitchen.

"You guys keep looking. We're gonna get some ice cream." Kala stated, edging closer to the fridge with (Y/n) close behind.

Gummy's expression lifted from a concerned frown to a cheeky smirk, as though a brilliant idea had just sprung into his mind.

Harry turned his gaze from the iPad screen towards Gummy, a concerned frown now crossing his face.

"Uh oh... Kala! (Y/n)! He's making that face again!" Harry called to the girls across the room as they were buried in the fridge searching the icy shelves for the frozen dessert.

"His 'I've got it' face, or his 'I'm gonna be sick' face?" (Y/n) shouted back, her head still inside the fridge, cold breeze rushing towards her face as her hands finally met the tub of ice cream. She turned her gaze to be met with Gummy's cheeky smirk, making her blush a little.

"I've got it!" Gummy cried, answering the question, although that didn't seem to be his intention.

"We're gonna make the world's largest ice cream sundae! Everyone loves sundaes! Extra plus: we can eat it afterwards!" Gummy continued with pure enthusiasm as Kala and (Y/n) returned from the fridge, bowls of fruity ice cream in their grasp and confused expressions on their faces.

Gummy waited for a reply to confirm his idea with hope sparkling in his azure eyes. Harry and the girls shared confused looks, then (Y/n) smiled.

"Sure, let's do it!"

~

"A little to the left!"

"To the right!"

"No back to the left again!"

Over the last what seemed like forever, Gummy had convinced Harry, Kala and (Y/n) to slowly slide an enormous, and quite flimsy, swimming pool from the bottom of the apartment stairs all the way down the street and onto the field that was just beside their building.

The three of them were now exhausted, with a proud Gummy watching them from the other side. Gummy, however, was perfectly fine, as he hadn't helped at all in manoeuvring the enormous construction across the field.

Meanwhile, their miserable neighbour, Mr. Kronk, had been watching from his balcony. He was now sternly gazing at the four friends' behaviour, an almost angered frown crossing his face.

"I smell shenanigans!" He muttered to himself, punching the palm of one hand with another fist.

Back over on the field, Gummy's expectations had finally been met, the rest of the group sweating, panting, and grasping onto the side of the royal blue pool to keep them from collapsing.

"Prefect! We did it!" Gummy congratulated, gesturing towards his friends and girlfriend with a proud thumbs up.

"Some 'we'..." Harry added, raising from his position collapsed against the thin edge of the pool, before suddenly sliding into it in response to the distressed sound that followed.

"Now just what do you three think you're doing!"

Kala, Harry and (Y/n) turned their attention to be met with an annoyed Mr. Kronk, who was specifically eying up Gummy with an agitated gaze.

"Building the world's biggest ice cream sundae! It's gonna be a world record!" Gummy innocently replied.

"Oh no you're not!" Mr. Kronk added, earning confused yet angered expressions from all four friends.

"I do not want to have to look at a giant sundae while reading my new book; 'A History of Spoons' by renowned spoon historian J.B. Spoonerson!" Gummy's irritated neighbour continued, proudly showing his somehow interesting literature to his confused companions. Kala and (Y/n) rolled their eyes, giggling at the stupidity of the book title and how Mr. Kronk was describing it as though it was the best thing in the world.

"You will remove this thing from my sight immediately, if not sooner!" He continued, his angered voice becoming a shout as the sentence developed.

Gummy eyed up his neighbour with irritation in his cobalt gaze. "Hey! The field is for everybody! You can't make us!"

Mr. Kronk seemed as though he'd been hit with the last thing he'd expected, with (Y/n) looking amazed by Gummy's savage attitude just beside him.

"What... I... you..." Mr. Kronk stuttered, so shocked by Gummy's response that he appeared almost speechless.

"THIS ISN'T OVER!" He shouted as he headed back towards the florescent apartment block across the field, muttering to himself in irritation as he disappeared into the distance.

"Glad that's over..." Gummy stated, seeming proud the he had managed to get his annoying neighbour off their backs.

"Now how much ice cream do we need, Harry?" He asked as Harry pulled out his calculator.

"Well, if our bowl has a radius of 27.84 feet, the volume is one third pi r squared times the height, subtracting the coefficient of melting." Harry stated, tapping his fingertips against the keys of the calculator while confusing his friends.

Kala sighed before simply summing up Harry's complex explanation. "So... a lot..."

"Yes, that's what I got as well..." Harry added, sounding almost disappointed that Kala took all the mathematical genius from his explanation.

"Any ideas on where we're gonna get all that ice cream?" (Y/n) added, watching as Gummy began to pace past the pool with ideas swirling around his thoughts and a concentrated expression across his face.

"Ice cream... ice cream..." Gummy began to talk to himself as he began to focus on all the ways he could obtain so much frozen dessert.

Suddenly, the sound of cheerful music seemed to ring from the distance, capturing Gummy's attention. He stopped pacing, his thoughts pausing.

"Gee, it's tough to think with that ice cream truck music!"

Gummy then realised what he said, a beaming smile spreading across his face as he released a tiny gasp.

A bright cyan and pink ice cream truck soon came into view, driving down the street directly on the other side of the field. Bold letters stuck into the roof spelt 'Friendly Frank's Ice Cream'.

"Hang on... that's it!"

~

The bold blue truck soon came to an abrupt stop as Gummy, (Y/n), Kala and Harry waved their hands in front of the driver's view. As the vehicle began to slow down, (Y/n) read the bold letters sticking out from the roof.

"Friendly Frank's ice cream?"

"Can't you see we're closed?" was the distressed reply from who (Y/n) assumed was friendly Frank, although he didn't appear to be quite as friendly as his brand name suggested.

"You're friendly Frank?" (Y/n) asked, sounding almost surprised.

"No. I'm little Bo Peep." Frank replied with heavy sarcasm, which (Y/n) sighed and rolled her eyes in response to.

"Now leave me alone. It's my day off." Frank continued, his head now peeking out through the open window, showing the four friends his emotionless expression.

"But you're driving the truck! And playing the song!" Harry answered, flabbergasted.

"So? How I choose to spend my day off is none of your business." Frank replied, sounding more irritated as the sentence continued.

"Mister Bo Peep, my friends and I want to build the world's largest ice cream sundae, and we need your help!" Gummy stated innocently, earning a giggle from his girlfriend as he referred to Frank as 'Mister Bo Peep', clearly believing his sarcasm. (Y/n) couldn't deny she found it cute.

"Not interested, kid." was Frank's dry response.

"But if we set the record, we'll be internet stars! Picture it Frank; millions of fans chanting your name!" Gummy continued to attempt to convince the miserable ice cream man to help them.

He headed towards Harry, suddenly picking him up and tossing him up and down in the air, chanting 'Frank' continuously to prove his point.

Frank's emotionless expression soon became an intrigued smile as he processed the idea.

"Hmm... that could be good for business... fine."

~

"Hello? Is this 'Big Lenny's Big Lenses Emporium'?"

Mr. Kronk was stood at the edge of his balcony, talking into his phone and sternly gazing down at Gummy, Kala, (Y/n) and Harry discussing their record breaking dream with Frank.

He listened to the voice crackling through the other end, smirking evilly.

"I'd like to place an order..."

Meanwhile, Harry was trying to understand how the five of them could manoeuvre the enormous amount of ice cream required from the small truck to the giant pool.

"OK, so how do we haul all the ice cream in there?" He asked, his questioned aimed specially towards Frank. The others turned to the miserable human with hope in their eyes.

"What am I? A mover man? It's your record." He replied, now stood outside his van.

Gummy's expression appeared as though he was lost in deep thought, until a beaming smile crossed his face, like an amazing idea had popped into his mind.

"I have an idea! A big spoony idea!" He cried, dashing from where he was stood between Frank and (Y/n) closer towards the neon turquoise truck.

He quickly grasped hold of the long, large plastic silver spoon that was stuck against the side of the truck for decoration.

"Hey, careful with that! I ain't got spoon insurance." Frank shouted as Gummy then popped up from behind the bright, bold letters on the roof of the vehicle, perfectly on cue.

"Internet, Frank! Innnteeerneeet..." Gummy replied before swiftly whipping the neon green 'K' from the 'Frank' on the sign.

He placed it on the grass a little closer towards the pool, balancing the spoon perfectly on top while earning confused looks from his friends, girlfriend and new acquaintance.

"Load her up!" Gummy called, sending Kala and (Y/n) swiftly heading towards the back of the truck and quickly returning with endless tubs of ice cream.

The frozen dessert was soon dolloped into the spoon, filling it to the point it began to melt down the side. Gummy took an enormous jump, pressing against the spoon's handle and spending the ice cream from the other end flying over his head and through the air. It landed perfectly into the pool seconds later.

A few jumps later, Gummy and the others came to the conclusion that this plan was a brilliant path to success. However, (Y/n) ran towards the pool, peeking inside to see that the frozen dessert was no longer frozen.

"Uh oh..." She whispered to herself, before turning back to the rest of her companions. "Does anyone else think this ice cream is melting a little too quickly?" She shouted across to them.

"Yeah, and I have a hypothesis!" Harry cried back, pointing towards their ostentatious apartment block located across the field.

The others turned their attention to the neon building, only to be met with Mr. Kronk smirking across towards them evilly. He was stood on his balcony, an enormous pair of glasses aimed directly at the frozen dessert filled pool. Harry had quickly noticed that the rays of light from the sunshine behind him were shooting through the glass, and were directly aimed towards their record breaking attempt.

Gummy cheekily smirked, slightly turning the plastic spoon towards Mr. Kronk's balcony. Kala and (Y/n) poured more scoops of ice cream into the spoon, before Gummy took an enormous leap, bashing the handle and sending ice cream directly into Mr. Kronk's balcony.

The scoop of frozen dessert landed directly against the lenses, bashing them to the side and shifting the beaming sunlight to shine towards Mr. Kronk. The sound of screaming in the distance soon followed - Mr. Kronk's butt caught fire as the strip of light captured his clothing. A couple smaller scoops soon followed, freezing out the flame as they bounced against his butt. Relief crossed his expression as the flame became reduced to smoke.

~

Gummy stood beside the pool, now overflowing with piles and piles of delicious fruity ice cream, proudly admiring his accomplishments. (Y/n) soon joined him, gently grasping his hand and resting her head on his shoulder.

"What are we gonna do about the toppings?" She asked.

Gummy chuckled. "Don't worry, I called in reinforcements."

Perfectly on cue, another of Gummy's whacky neighbours appeared into view. Granny Peters came dashing across the field, some interesting machines in her grasp.

"Whipped cream jetpacks!" She shouted in excitement, handing one of her interesting creations to Harry as he ran to her in curiosity.

Harry strapped the maroon jetpack over his shoulders, breathing in deeply before activating it. Pure white whipped cream began to shoot from the tubes below the shoulder straps, sending Harry whizzing around the bright blue sky. However, the jetpack soon swirled Harry around to the point that he was shooting back towards the ground, ending in a thud against the grass and some concerned looks from Gummy, Kala, (Y/n) and Frank.

"They still might need a few tweaks to get them calibrated..." Granny stated, before running over to the water pipes stretched out across the street a few steps from the field.

"Now, check this out! I did a little fiddling with the water mane." Granny said, raising a tube into the air as it began to shake and spray some sticky, brown liquid.

Kala grinned in excitement. "It sprays hot fudge!? Genius! Well, unless there's a fire..."

Granny soon returned, happily humming to herself before pulling out an enormous, ruby red cherry. "I've always loved cherry picking, but it became hard when my vision started to go, so I decided to grow one huge cherry to pick. By the time I realised it would be easier to get glasses, this baby was already bigger than a beach ball!"

Gummy, Harry, (Y/n), Kala and Frank admired the cherry, excitement crossing their faces in response to the perfect size of the decorative fruit.

~

Gummy and the others watched with anxious expressions across their faces, and adrenaline running through their bodies. The records official had arrived, and was now measuring the hopefully record breaking dessert, now decorated with whipped cream, hot fudge and sprinkles.

"Well, it's certainly large enough!" The records official stated, earning delighted smiles from the six of them, as well as applause from the audience that had built up around the field.

However, the proud smiles dropped as the records official made his next announcement.

"But it is not truly a sundae, and thus is ineligible for the record, without a cherry on top!"

Gummy glanced around his surroundings, desperately searching for the giant cherry.

"Wait, how could we forget!? One sec, we have one around here somewhere!" He cried, his gaze finally landing on the enormous fruit.

However, the crimson fruit was being held captive in the claws of a crane. The crane was being driven by none other than an irritated Mr. Kronk.

"No sundaes!" He screamed, swiftly driving off with the cherry still in the vehicles grasp.

"Follow that cherry-napper!" Gummy cried, anger crossing his expression as he dashed across the street to follow the cherry-napping Mr. Kronk, his companions close behind.

As they began to catch up to the bright yellow vehicle, Harry leapt towards the swinging fruit, attempting to snatch it from the crane's grasp. Unfortunately, he completely missed, flying past the enormous fruit and crashing to the ground.

Mr. Kronk chuckled evilly, turning to the distressed Gummy behind his vehicle.

"It's over! Why don't you just give up?" He shouted.

"I... want... my... RECORD!" Gummy screamed, sending himself flying towards the dangling fruit and catching it with a strong grip.

Mr. Kronk