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Once upon a time, in the bustling town of Meatropolis, the Rump Roast was crowned the king of the annual Meat Festival. Adorned in a cape of caramelized onions and a scepter made of rosemary sprigs, the Rump Roast ruled with a tender heart and savory wisdom. Citizens from far and wide flocked to the festivities, where the air was thick with the aroma of garlic butter and faint whispers of barbecue sauce conspiracies. As the roast gave its opening speech, it declared, “Let there be seasoning for all!”—a decree that sent the townsfolk into a marinating frenzy.

However, trouble brewed in the land of Gravy Gulch, where the jealous Sir Sirloin plotted to steal the royal spice rack, a source of the Rump Roast’s flavorful authority. Armed with a battalion of undercooked drumsticks, Sir Sirloin launched an assault on the Meatropolis pantry, scattering breadcrumbs far and wide. In the chaos, the Rump Roast rallied its allies, the Mashed Potato Brigade and the Green Bean Cavalry, to defend the kingdom’s honor. The epic battle, known as the Great Baste-Off, left the fields of Gravy Gulch shimmering with golden drippings.

Peace was eventually restored when the Rump Roast extended an olive oil branch to Sir Sirloin, offering a truce sealed with a balsamic glaze. The two rivals joined forces to create the Culinary Union, ensuring no cut of meat or side dish would ever feel under-seasoned again. And so, the Rump Roast continued to reign, inspiring future generations with its juicy legacy and a motto etched in the halls of the Butcher’s Guild: “In rubs we trust.”