Fortunately the guinea pig mortals learned of those beings called Klingons and followed in their path, going on a rampage against all the gods to claim their world as their own.
Unfortunately, those cheezits came from a supermarket owned by a whimsical eldritch god, and tend to exhibit predatory behavior. Should you insist on consuming these cheesy critters, I advise you to mind your fingers and chew them thoroughly before swallowing them, lest they chew you on their way out...
Unfortunately, they realise the poor quality of the cheese from this sorrowful event, and how to branch out; gouda, camembert, roquefort, gorgonzola, brie, vintage cheddar, manchego…oh! The wonderful glory of good cheese. The critters rejoiced in pure unadulterated glee.
Well, fortunately, dragon is here to sort it out Cause these eldrich space critters had not the tastebuds sufficient to sort out different cheeses, and all left earth to eat the moon instead. After all, the moon is made of low grade, boring white american...
Unfortunately Glargablorg, hero of a million multiverses returned from the dead like Gandalf, only he is royally pissed now and decided to consume ALL OF THE CHEESE as punishment against existence. All except Velveeta.