dA/N:Well, the real world has once again proven itself to be a complex place of vast, multilayered conflicts and conspiracies laid out among themselves, wrong. Human stupidity seems to be the prevalency in today's society. So why not mock the stupidity and failings of society in the place where it seems to be rampant the most, where else but in Briticist's lovely education system? I can't wait until there comes a day where you can get free college courses. The idea of needing a book for an online college course is stupid in and of itself. '

But since my ever-so-loving familia has forced upon me something else to make me more stressed, here I shall give to you, lovely readers, another chapter. Last time, Lucia and crew were dealing with the perils of Euchie's plan to turn Japan into an international shopping mall. Sadly, his treacherous plans succeeded, and now our heroes and heroines find themselves overwrought with angry shoppers, evil, greedy corporations, and that ever so wonderful threat, of LUCIA TRANSFERRING TO A NEW SCHOOL. THAT'S RIGHT. BUT THIS SCHOOL IS NO ORDINARY FACILITY. Next chapter's coming out tomorrow.

Hey, uh, also for some reason I keep forgetting the names of some parody characters, like Guinevere or Pollux and Castor, so if I forget, please don't chew me out.

Chapter 22 Schola de Moria (aeternus miseria)

Life lately for Lucia Lamborghini, aka the once terrorist Cheerio, had unhappily taken a downturn as soon as the Japan Shopping District had been put into motion. Where once there had been unity, suddenly the seeds of discord had been sown, and with one single motion, everything she thought she knew completely disappeared, leaving her unable to control her destiny.

Or so it would seem, in the wake of various cliched phrases that have just been tossed around in the prior paragraph.

Overall, many things had changed in the lives of the many Elvens and Briticists who inhabited the Japan Shopping District, others had remained the same. Most people still led painfully dull, boring lives, but that was because they were painfully dull, boring people who knew nothing different and therefore, were completely used to such things.

A new Viceroy had been elected to run the state of affairs in the now controlled area, despite Clover's protests. The Briticist Board of Governors had decided, with help from Charisma, that she was useless and was not a fan of anime, therefore she was to be removed.

Clover went with great reluctance. There was much discussion among the Briticist Royal Family as to who should take up the mantle. Euchie Li Briticism was not among them, having been imprisoned in a mental hospital many months earlier.

"Who wants to take control of the most rebellious of the colonies?" Cornelius asked, playing with his cell phone, taking selfies of everyone in the room, presumably intending to upload them to Fecesbook later in the day or Quitter.

"Not I." Said Schnitzel, trimming her nails and staring at herself in the mirror. Upon seeing everyone looking at her with great contempt, she immediately put away her hand-held mirror and spoke, "I mean, I would make a great ruler, but I'm not cut out for it. I have a haircut at five thirty, some world domination to do, that sort of thing."

Everyone looked at Carl Le Briticism, but he and Cassius were too busy playing on their Wiis to pay too much attention.

Then everyone looked at Odious, who froze.

"I've been busy trying to get the Chinese Fertilization to agree to something. It's something that'd be rather illicit, er, illegal, er immoral..."

"I always knew you were a pedophile, it runs in the blood, hmm?" Cassius Claypot said, before looking at the residing offender, who had been penalized for doing inappropriate things with corn...the so-called corn incident.

Good-For-Nothing Su Briticism glared at them all. "What? I like corn, is that so wrong?"

"Not the way you were doing it, dearest sister." Schnitzel said, picking at her teeth.

"Eww, save that for private time." Her lover, Kanon whispered, wrapping her arms around her.

"Not in the presence of idiots, love!" Schnitzel said, caressing her neck for some reason.

"Dude, we're like, in public. Stop." Carl said, playing his Wii.

"Then it shall be decided, then." Charisma said, "I shall put in a muggle, an expendable character whom no one likes or remembers. You are needed, Calories."

A fat old man came on.

"Eh? M-Me? Why me of all people? I thought I could just live in harmony..." He muttered, picking at his ascot. He'd picked at it so much it was loose.

"What do you think this is, Zelda CDI? You always wonder what's for dinner too much and look at you!" Charisma screeched.

Calories looked down. "I'm sorry...but I love food."

"Food and anime...simple pleasures of man." Charisma said. "But you are to ensure that Cheerio and her nasty Serial Bites do not show up to rain on our parade again."

"But Your Heftiness, I thought that you liked them." Jerboa Gobstopper said.

"Go to the torture room this instant! It's time to watch me attempt to kill the gods again with my terrible opera singing voice!" She said.

Jerboa cringed as he left.

"Poor, poor man." Good-For-Nothing said. "He could have been some use as a servant."

"He was a servant." Carl said. "I'm gonna go watch the bloodshed!"

"Was, indeed. That poor man." Odious said. "I have been down in the torture chamber too much. I once arrived in on Mother sobbing over someone named Kaneki Ken...it was not pleasant."

"When she gets on her anime time, it's best to avoid her." Schnitzel said, placing some popcorn in her mouth. "How many people around here actually watch it, anyway?"

Only Odious and Calories raised their hands.

"You?"Odious asked in disbelief.

Calories looked down. "I just like it. That's all."

Meanwhile, in the Hall of Injustice (sorry that's already taken...)

Meanwhile, in the hall of Tyranny and corrupt Villainy...

Lightning and thunder flashed while Vincent Van Goggle and Charisma sat together, watching anime and discussing how to kill the gods.

"Kill them with Yaoi, that's what I say." Charisma said. "The feels will do them in."

"What are these feels you speak of?" Vincent asked.

"Whatever happened to Grandpa Generic?" Charisma asked.

Grandpa Generic appeared again, cursing.

"Darn you, you whippersnappers. This anime nonsense has bothered me long enough. Well, no more." With that, he put a foot through their television and walked off, laughing at his triumph.

"He forgets I can just stream it online." She muttered.

"Oh, and I disconnected the wifi, too."

Screams of terror could be heard then.

"I'M GOING TO KILL THOSE GODS!" Charisma shrieked, "Isn't that right, Marinara?"

The table beside her nodded its head vigorously. For some reason, Marinara now possessed a table. The very same table, in fact, that had been violated by Nino Eightball. It was formed of the same splinters.

"I can't believe what happened to me. First I possess a table and now this. We must kill those gods-and Nino Eightball! But what of my daughter? What horrors is she undergoing?"

"The same horror we all had to go through as a child-high school." Charisma shuddered.

"Schola de Moria? Well, that's a nice, cheerful name." Lucia remarked, staring up at said school in disinterest.

"I can't believe we have to come along, too," The Serial Bites said.

"You're all unemployed idiots with nowhere else to go." She said. "You may as well pose as students. Weren't you a teacher, Pierogi?"

"I was a cooking teacher. Pierogi's not my real name." He said.

"Fauna's diary: no signs of life anywhere in sight." A pink-haired girl said, sucking on a lollipop and checking her phone. "You have been captured and recorded."

"Insanity, here we come," Lucia mumbled, pushing the door open.