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Author's Note: We're winding down people. I hope you enjoy this installment! Happy Readings!
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While the rain outside fell, each raindrop playfully chasing the other, and the thunder rumbled methodically in the vast heavens, an epic war took place within the sturdy confines of a large house.
Lovers and friends were pitted against one another and it was a war, like any war, that had casualties.
Despite all of his efforts, Shishiwakamaru's beloved hair was subject to another flour bombing. It was a brutal attack, lead by Suzuki, which only served to spur Shishi's anger toward the enemy and allowed him to come back to spoon catapult a mind-boggling barrage of chocolate pieces. Suzuki had laughed at the so-called "lame" attack as he plucked the chocolate morsels from various landing sights and popped them in his mouth. Shishi only smirked. The joke was on him, as the chocolate was none other than the dreaded cooking chocolate.
"Tastes bitter, huh? Just like losing," Shishi proclaimed.
In a dramatic twist of irony, Touya was caught in a deadly crossfire of ice cubes while attempting to save his precious book, which was tied to a chair behind enemy lines. It was an unsuccessful mission that resulted in several ice cube induced bruises.
Rinku suffered a nasty salsa stain on the front of his shirt when he tried to foil Chuu's plan to infiltrate the kitchen and steal supplies. Chuu did escape with the stolen ammunition, but he did not leave unscathed. At the same time he had splattered salsa on Rinku, Rinku managed to squirt him with the squeeze bottle of mustard. The hulking man had escaped, but his bluish mohawk was tinted a sickly yellow.
Jin, who was floating on an air of confidence from barely being touched, was swiftly knocked from his high floating cloud when Touya finally succeeded in getting to his poor book. Jin was quick to try and thwart the smaller demon's efforts, but Touya was prepared with left over sauerkraut, one of the few condiments Jin could not stand. The ice master took advantage of his lover's occasional bout of clumsiness and tripped him. Jin fell to the gooey floor with a yelp. Touya jumped atop him immediately, and any cheeky comment the redhead had to say was quickly bitten short when Touya revealed the spoon and bowl of greatly feared sauerkraut. Jin's bright blue eyes grew wide with the appearance of Touya's malicious smirk.
By the end of the encounter, Jin was slathered with the vile substance, and his tongue was on fire with the nasty taste. Touya had also rescued his book and left Jin to wallow in his angst.
After a time, it became evident that both sides were evenly matched, and the two small armies retreated into their forts to plan. Now was the time. Never had the house seen such a massive battle full of emotion. Never had there been such full-scale attacks or dangerous stunts, and such a war had never lasted as long. This war was the child of three days full of pent up boredom and irritation. But now it was going to end with a final, grandiose last stand. It was time to separate the men from the mice, the winners from the losers, the strong from the weak. It was time for the end.