​At The Odd Bunch, the oddest sandwich shop in town, Dash suddenly gasped and jumped on top of a pickle bucket. “I have a great idea!” he shouted. “Let’s turn these steamed bao buns into grilled cheese!” Dodge's eyes widened like sandwich plates. “That’s an amazing idea—I can’t believe no one’s thought of it!” The two brothers high-fived with a loud splat of mayo and immediately started scheming.

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“But wait,” Dash whispered, peeking toward the back. “Bert’s gonna freak if he sees us in the kitchen again. Last time he chased me with a spatula!” Dodge nodded. “We need a distraction…” Moments later, they were sneaking up on Bert with a jar of super glue. “Hey Bert!” Dash called out, holding his nose. “There’s something suspicious in the storeroom. Might be a stinky meatball ghost!” Bert puffed up his feathers. “NOT on my watch!” he huffed and yanked open the storeroom door—SCHMACK! His wing stuck tight to the handle. “What in the deli is this?!”

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While Bert flapped and squawked in sticky frustration, Dash and Dodge zoomed into the kitchen. “Bao buns—check! Cheese—melty and gooey—double check!” Dash cheered. Dodge placed the buns on the griddle, flipping them until they were golden brown, crispy on the outside, and steamy on the inside. The smell of toasted cheese and warm buns filled the air like sandwich magic.

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Moments later, the two troublemakers sat at the counter, eyes wide with joy and mouths full of cheesy deliciousness. “Mmm… crispy fluffiness…” Dash mumbled, nearly melting into his seat. “This is next-level grilled greatness,” Dodge said, licking his fingers. From the storeroom, Bert gave a muffled shout, “I still hear you munchin’ out there!” But even he had to admit... it did smell amazing.