Chp 4... not three... the number that comes after three but before 5...

Food instantaneously started flying all around them. Matt ducked for cover under his lunch table. Gilbert stayed above, and threw what was left of his own lunch at the most logical target, Alfred.

Gilbert's own mashed potatoes hit Al smack-dab in the middle of his face, covering his glasses. With his own sight now impaired, Alfred threw his so called 'counter attack' in the complete wrong direction, hitting Ivan in the back of the head.

Ivan stood up, grabbing a handful of his own food and slowly walking over towards Alfred. His face had such an innocent looking smile, it was creepy. Momentarily, everyone stopped throwing their food.

Ivan then stood right in front of Al. By that time, Al had just finished cleaning off his glasses and looked up into the looming shadow. Ivan just smiled widely, laughing his creepy laugh, and smothered Alfred's face with his food.

Once the other students saw this, a new and improved level of hell raising began and food flew at an even faster speed, almost like bullets.

Food was flying everywhere, and now Gilbert was under heavy fire. He ducked and dodged a few globs and after firing a few of his own well timed globs of food.

All this time Matt had been keeping an eye on the fight, as well as on Gilbert. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Elizabeta winding up with a big wad of mystery meat in her hand. She was aiming straight for Gil.

Without even thinking, Matt grabbed a wad of food that had landed on the floor near him popped out from under the table, and flung that sucker right at Elizabeta. Before she even had a chance to react, Matt's glob hit her right in the arm, causing her to drop her "ammo".

Just as it hit, Gil turned to Mattie, his mouth agape, Matt just dragged him under the table, out of the line of fire.

"Nice shot Mattie!" Gilbert exclaimed in awe.

"Thanks," Matt mumbled, feeling his face tingle with heat.

"No seriously, that was.. You've got a great arm. How'd you do that? Your reflexes have got to be like.. really awesome."

This only furthered Matt's embarrassment, "I-I play hockey.. so I-I guess.." he trailed off..

"No vay! Little Mattie is a hockey player? Zhat's not vhat I would've pinned you as.. No offense."

"Umm… Thank you, I think…"

"So. anyvay, do you wanna get out of the line of fire or stay here under this un-awesome table?"

"Well how should we get out of here without getting hit?" Matt questioned.

Gilbert thought for a moment, his hand stroking an imaginary beard. "Vell... Ok here iz the plan... I, the knight in shining armor, shall be your awesome shield. You vill be armed behind me, throwing food and covering me as we make our vay out of zhe cafeteria."

"Um, ok. Let's go and get the heck outta here." Matt came out from under the table with Gilbert right in front of him as his 'shield'.

Behind Gil, he was armed with a plate, its content were an odd assortment of foods, ranging from corn to mystery meat. Armed and at the ready, they made their way towards the door.

"Hey, Gil and Matthew are trying to get away.. GET THEM!" screamed Roderich and Elizabeta in unison from across the room. Everyone ganged together and went towards the two other boys.

Matthew would quickly threw food at those who now had suddenly turned on them. He hit a few, but they just kept coming, all holding their own until the last possible moment.

Gil stretched his arms out to protect Mattie, in his so called 'duty as a human shield'. They were now backed up against the two way double doors of the cafeteria. As soon as they got through, they would be safe. As were the rules.**

"THREE... TWO... ONE... FIRE AT WILL!" Alfred and Elizabeta yelled at the same time. All at once, the other kids threw their handfuls of food. Matt hid behind Gil.

Practically all the food hit Gil, everyone cheered while preparing their next shot.

Gil pretended to slide slowly to the floor, delusional, and dying. Matt kneeled beside him.

"Mattie..." Gil pretended to swallow hard. "Go, this is your chance... You can go, be free.. forget me.."

"What?" Matt laughed at his friend but attempted to keep a straight face. "No, I can't leave you here."

" It's too late for me. Go and live your life.. leave me here and run while you still can." Gil then decided to play an even bigger drama queen, and pretended to die.

"No way." Matt was now really having to try to stop laughing. This was ridiculous. "Well I can't just leave the goof here."

With that, Matt dragged Gil through the door and into the hallway. Gil continued to play dead and was no help at all.

As soon as he made it through the door, Matt officially lost it. He started to laugh, to really laugh.

Gil lifted up his head at looked up at the laughing boy. Pulling his feet underneath him, Gil stood up, laughing as well.

"Well played, dude," Matt smiled.

"Agreed, it was awesome. However not as awesome as me, because that's just not possible in this vorld."

Matt just rolled his eyes. Then after looking both himself and Gil up and down he realized something.

"We are absolutely covered in food. Especially you." he pointed to Gil's shirt

"Ksesese. Its a good zhing ve have P.E. next huh Mattie."

"Yeah I suppose that worked out pretty well" Matt chuckled. "So... next stop the showers right?"

Gil nods. "Yeah, zhat vould be good."

Matt led Gil down the hallways and out one of the doors into a small courtyard within the school campus. After a few more turns, they arrived in front of the door to the boys locker room and went inside.

Because the school has a variety of sports played year round, the boy's locker room is equipped with showers to allow swimmers to wash off the chlorine and others to wash off sweat. Matt showed Gil the showers and went to his own P.E. locker to get soap. As they were covered from head to toe in food.

(This is good clean fun ladies and gentlemen. How dare you predict such dirty things when I haven't even written them yet. Tsk Tsk. Shame on you.)

The two boys finished their showers and decided to dress in their P.E. clothes.

( Gil had received his P.E. clothes at the front office when he went to pick up his schedule, as well as a P.E. locker number and lock with a code. The school he now went to was very accommodating and helpful towards new students, to make transitions easier for both sides. In case you were wondering)

Realizing the food on their clothes would not get off on its own, and because they still had about 20 minutes until the bell rang for the passing period before next class began, they decided to throw them in the small washer dryer inside the coach's office. Matt was certain that Coach Germania wouldn't mind.

"So, zhats it? Now we wait for our clothes to dry, ja?" Gil was sitting on one of the benches putting on his P.E. shirt. Matt had already gotten dressed, albeit a bit more embarrassed than he should have been. However he was becoming more accustomed to having Gilbert around.

Which worried him, after all, it was still only the first day that he met the teen. It was silly to think he had gotten attached to him so fast.

I don't know if he's just hanging around me because he's the new kid and doesn't really know anyone else. He seemed friendly with Al, maybe he will eventually go join his group. And.. leave me.. No! Stop it, don't think like that now. Enjoy having someone notice you for a change. Try to make it so he doesn't leave. Stop being such a wimp.

"Mattie? You okay?"Gil asked. "You just got really quiet and it's freaking me out a little."

"Oh! Sorry… I was just thinking about something…"

"Was zaht something a very awesome and sexy me in zhe shower?"

Matt choked, "No."

"Relax, I vas just kidding."

"Ok," Matt sighed with slight relief.

Just then, the bell rang.

"We should probably get going now," Matt quickly changed the subject and left the locker room for the courtyard. Gil followed suit.

~~~This lovely timeskip was brought to you by an army of Maple Leaves~~~

All too soon, P.E. was over and Chem had begun, and it turns out that the teacher decided it would be a good idea to trade lab partners.

"Mattie is going to be my awesome lab partner," announced Gil.

Alfred snickered and a couple of kids turned their gaze towards Matt, who felt way too embarrassed by the use of his nickname. Oh why couldn't he be invisible when he wanted to be. Gil just smiled and grabbed his arm, yanking him over.

"After all, someone as awesome as me should have an awesome lab partner, right?" Gil reasoned.

This just furthered to redden Matt's face.

"Right? Mattie?"

Matt glanced over at Gil to see him staring at him intently, waiting for an answer.

"Right," muttered Matt.

"Looks like you've got a lab partner, Mattie," laughed Alfred, as he slid over to Arthur, smiling.

Looking at Alfred with a blank face, Arthur muttered, "And why would I want to partner up with a yank like you?"

"Aww c'mon Iggy. Pleeeeease?" Alfred whined.

Arthur's face reddened. "I told you not to call me that in public!" He grumbled. "Alright fine. But only as long as you stop making that ridiculous pouty face."

"Yes!" Alfred cheered, giving Arthur a peck on the cheek. Everyone knew those two were a couple. Arthur still never wanted to admit it though, which only made their relationship cuter.

after this little event, the other students continued to pair up. Then the teacher resumed a regular class.

"Vait, so Alfred has a boyfriend?" Gil whispered to Matthew.

"Uh yeah, he does," Matt fiddled with his pen in his hands, clicking and unclicking the top of it.

"So zhen.. Gays are like accepted here?"

Matt nodded. "Uh, yeah. In fact, I think the majority of our grade is homosexual." He tried to keep his voice low as to not disturb the class.

"Zhats awesome..." Gil commented softly, turning his attention back to the teacher.

The two boys remained quiet the rest of class, aside from Gil asking Matt the occasional question.

3:00 finally decided to show its face, and the final school bell of the day sounded.

~~~This lovely time-skip was brought to you by an army of Awesome ~~~

Matt and Gil exited the bus at the bus stop and began walking home. Ludwig was coming home later, as he had soccer practice right after school.

"So I like your school. It is pretty awesome, but not as awesome as us of course!" said Gil.

Us? He thinks I'm awesome? How… Strange. Nobody else even notices me.

They continued to walk in a comfortable silence. However, this was broken as soon as they could see Gil's house.

"So, vhat time do you usually leave for school Mattie?" Gil asked, out of the blue.

"Umm. I leave around 6:15 everyday."

Gil nodded, more to himself than to soon arrived in front of Gil's house.

"So, zhen, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Wha- Y-Yeah! Eh- I mean sure." Matt eagerly agreed.

Yes!Gil thought to himself. "Alright zhen. See ya!" Gil then walked up to his house and Matt continued his way home.

**(This was part of the rules that were established eons ago when the first food war broke out in this cafeteria by the great gods of lunchmeato, the mightiest of all the school lunches. His wisdom was then passed down through the generations of students.. Once a student made it through the cafeteria doors, they were exempt and protected from all variations of flying food cannonfaughter.)

And that my dear readers, is the end of chappie #4.. Thank you thank you no applause please.

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Writer # 2- *whispers from offstage* Call me The-Blonde-One.

Radish- Yes! well go with that. I'd like to thank the blonde one for helping me write this chappie.

I will try to post the new chappie soon. TTFN!

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