Chapter 95 - The end of the war... fruit tarts war. (1/2)
”Princess Anne, we should stay here for a moment, what if they are dangerous?”
Tia was afraid, they had heard the explosion in the Academia not too far from them, combined with the strange message of Chef Hugo. Princess Anne didn't dawdle anymore in the top of the tower with her new founded peace when she whistled and the amazing steps of a big black cat resounded on the world.
”Let's go,” she said to the ones behind her. ”This is an emergency… a zombie emergency.”
Anne had always wanted a zombie land kind of game in this world. She was even giving the idea to Vincent to develop a game with the same features and hire some actors to act like zombies. Though, the concept was vague, different from what this world could call a zombie.
It was strange that Chef Hugo knew the world, maybe Teacher Lena had something to do with that. However, Anne didn't have time to think about that, but she was now about to begin a counterattack.
”Moira, go look for reinforcements,” Anne ordered while Blackie was moving towards the castle. He didn't need to run as fast as just a few steps of him will let them pass quite a great distance.
'I will come back to aid you, my princess,' Moira bowed and leaped from the big cat back. However, she was in no way that concerned too, as she already knew that those students won't be that fierce, right?
Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, where the zombie students were fighting each other, eating each other legs and arms… well, no, they were at least biting their legs and arms. Not eating, they only eat delicious pastries and food, even if they didn't like it.
The fight for the fruit tarts, the only ones were as fierce as ever. However, now the bombs created from the magic faculty and the engineering path were making the school shake in fear.
There was no one to stop them, not even the highest authority. Now the principal was the one making the biggest bomb of them all. The Terminator.
He had been dying on making that one explore someday but he hadn't had the chance. Well, in fact, he wanted to get rid of the evidence of him creating it for not-so-good purposes. He will pass it down for research purposes and for the freedom of fruit tarts now.
”You stupid Wizard, die! Ahhh!”
”You idiot Adam, go to hell! Ahhh!”
The two friends or so-called roommates were now going to the most difficult stage of their middle-age lives, the revenge. Adam Robinson was going to get revenge on every prank and bad fortune the stupid wizard had put him through, and Wizard Druon will make him pay for making him go to the psychiatric yard and get tested for mental diseases.
”Ahhhh!”
”Ahhh!”
Their combat powers were about to clash, and their magical energy was about to collide and create a storm. The students on both sides, the ones from the magical faculty and the engineering path were also fighting each other. Forgetting everything about the fruit tart but reliving old quarrels.
”Die, you from the magic faculty, you freaks!”
”You freaks, nerds from the Engineering path! Go to hell with all your stupid machines”
”Die!”
”Die!”
They used bombs, arrows with points of gum, and 'REAL' swords. However, they were not the only ones fighting, the economics faculty and the artistic path were also in the mix to control what they call the entrance to heaven. The true happiness.
Some may say that aesthetics and beauty were the true lead to a happy and fulfilling life, nothing else, but to let go of any material possession and live through the eyes of the wonders.
However, the other ones were kind of skeptical of that view. After all, how can you even live without the resources and the money to even subsist.
”You don't deserve the fruit tart! You materialistic bastards, they are art, culinary art of the highest grade, how can you even eat it?!”
”They are food! You morons, made to be eaten, that is their purpose!”
”Shut up, you ignorant!”
”Ignorant? You can't even solve a simple equation, and you call me ignorant?”
”Solve this!”
The punches with balls of paper and… balls of paper created the most impressive battle in the world.
*Boom!*
Again, another boom to destroy the barrier of the cafeteria arrived, this time it was the last one.
”Oh no,” Chef Hugo had teacher Lena behind him protecting her from the attacks. ”Lena, my dear, if we die today…”