The Fruit Throne (Ch. 14)
By Akira Darkin
"Guys, you need to sell fruit to help us go to New York," Mrs. Richter announced to the band.
Becca now being in band since guard/marching season was over groaned at the thought that he needed to sell fruit and for the next month sat on her lazy ass and only sold a measly small box of oranges.
When the fruit came and Becca came for her shift she almost fell back to see so much fruit in one area.
"I will never sell this much," she thought as she made her way to the tangelo's and sat on the floor waiting for orders.
Near her were the apples and two bored drum majors, Cody and Beau. Cali was also bored, yet she had a camera, so her time was filled up.
"I'm bored," stated Cody flopping down on a box of apples.
"You're not the only one," Beau sighed. Then a light bulb went on in his head.
Cody tilted his head in curiosity as beau started moving the large apple boxes.
About five minutes later a simple chair of apples where Beaus sat and relaxed.
"Yay!" squealed Cody as he sat.
"MINE!" yelled Beau as he pushed Cody off of the throne and Cody had a single tear.
"B-B-B-B-Beau?" Cody stuttered.
Cali randomly popped out of one of the boxes and took a picture.
"Click!" she said as she went back in the box and disappeared.
"I thought we were friends!" yelled Cody pointing a finger at Beau.
"Fetch me my cape and my crown!" thundered Beau pointing a finger at the uniform room.
"Yeah right," Cody muttered as he was then hit in the head with a rotten apple.
"Now slave!" Beau yelled.
Cody bowed and ran to get a cape and a hat with a plume on it.
"Here you go your majesty," cowered Cody.
Beau put them on and a yellow glow radiated from him.
"I am the new king of this band room! All of you are my slaves!" Beau announced.
No one really paid any attention to Beau since they were too busy filling orders.
"STOP IN THE NAME OF ME!" commanded Beau and somehow everyone stopped in their tracks and turned to the drum major that was on the throne of apples. "I am now your king! I have dethroned Mrs. Richter and Ms. Smejkal, you now all obey me!"
"Click!" went Cali as she took a picture of the new king.
"Now, stop what you are doing and entertain me since I'm bored," Beau said.
Becca was asleep on the floor and woke up to a booming voice in her ear.
"Do you spin rifle?"
"YEEEEEEEES," she said sleepily.
"Entertain me with a routine," Beau commanded.
"Five more minutes," Becca said closing her eyes and turning away from Beau.
"NOW!"
SLAP! Becca had slapped Beau across the face from her reaction of slapping when she sleeps that some people learn the hard way (example A: what just happened now with Beau).
Beau ordered four people to get her by the limbs and throw her out of the band room into the freezing rain outside.
"Good riddance," Beau muttered to himself rubbing the red hand mark on his face thanks to Becca. "Anyone else want to entertain me?"
Everyone but Cody and Cali left while the two drum majors just looked at Beau.
"Tyrant," whispered Cody.
"Click!" went Cali.
"What am I supposed to do now? I'm the king of nothing!" he cried.
The all of a sudden Mrs. Richter and Mrs. Smejkal came in and saw Beau on the throne with a cape and the hat.
"How dare you take over the band?!" yelled Mrs. Richter going over to Beau and smacking him upside the head.
"You may be the king but we are the gods! And we now dethrone the king!" Mrs. Smejkal said as she pushed Beau off of the throne and making him to a face plant on the floor.
"Click!" went Cali.
"Where is the rest of the band?" asked Mrs. Richter as she looked around and she saw a body on the street outside face down.
"You killed a band member! How dare you?! Her spirit will come back and haunt you forever Beau! Mark our words! FOREVER!" echoed Mrs. Richter as an ominous black cloud loomed over the band.