The Quest to Find The Spaghetti-O's

Prologue

Loker picked up his spoon, and slipped it into his mouth, eating another spoonful of Spaghetti-O's. He dipped the utensil back into the bowl, and scraped around for more. After a few failed attempts, he realized he had already finished. Sighing, Loker went to the pantry to find a new can.
Would people question the fact I eat four to five cans of this stuff every few minutes? No, no they would not.
Stepping into the kitchen, Loker was stunned to find three masked robbers dumping the pantry's items into a sack. Loker, preparing for this very event, grabbed a conveniently placed handgun and, due to the plot of this story, happened to have full ammunition. He fired it at the first robber, hitting his leg and sending him onto the floor, screaming. The second threw the sack to the already running third robber, who leaped out of a window and vanished. Sighing, Loker dropped the handgun, proceeded to the bathroom, and came back with a towel. He threw it over the head of the injured robber, and opened the fridge, pulling out a bottle of Swag Juice.
"N-no! Don't waterboard me! We just needed the Spaghetti-O's, we were gonna give them back! I swear!"
Loker chuckled, before releasing the contents of the bottle onto the robber's head. A few seconds later, Loker stopped, and the robber sat contently.
"...actually, that wasn't that bad. The juice actually tasted really good, please do it again."
Loker threw the robber out the window, landing on a fluffy bed placed so that this wouldn't be rated R and cause children to cringe.
"I will get my Spaghetti-O's back, no matter what it takes."