A beautiful day it was, head Knight Amoster had been taking a nice stroll with the Duke, Chu, through the kingdom. Whistling soundtrack from Spongebob alongside Chu when they were suddenly stopped in their tracks. By what exactly? Such a great question, well, it was none other than the sight of Kals house. His disgusting, fat body seeped out every window, and door, of his house.
"WHAT THE SCALLOP?!" Amos yelled, in a high pitch, startling Chu to death by his side. His cold body dropped to the ground with a thud.
"Oh my... what have I done? I must report this to the kings, Lynn and Floh."
Amos dragged Chu's lifeless body to the royal tomb and placed him there. He then set off for the Palace. Amoster reached the door, panting, but jumped up animatedly in relief when he saw his dear kings, Floh and Lynn, sitting atop their thrones.
The kings looked towards the knight and exchanged glances of concern.
"What brings you here, Amoster?" Lynn said,
then Floh finished, "Has something happened in the Kingdom?"
"Yes!" Amos hurriedly spoke as he scurried to the thrones. "It's Big Fatty Kal! He's died, his body oozing further out of his house than it ever has!"
Floh started to cackle hysterically. However, Lynn fought the urge and pulled Amos aside.
"Alert our driver. We need a toe truck to transport his body to the dragon burial grounds."
Amos nodded at this statement and skedaddled out of the kingdom with haste.
With Amos skedaddling frantically back to his job, King Lynn and King Floh must discuss what to do about the predicament. Is it something they could announce to the public? The amount of lard flooding the Kingdom has just suddenly gone would be quite suspicious. They had conversed about the idea and decided it was best for the townspeople to know what had happened. King Lynn had stepped up to the podium where he could speak in front of the whole nation and said something which changed the people.
"Hello, our Flohlynnians. We are here to announce the death of the huge land whale, the butter ball, the tub of lard, the chunky wunky, the elephant, the chubster, and our fatshit, Kal. He had passed away from being so fucking fat, and we shall pray for remembrance of his impact on the community of his earthquake burps."
Jes heard. They were on a casual walk trying to forget about Andre and start fresh. Until Jes heard the words coming out of King Lynn's mouth, as they looked up to see him on the podium. Jes was enraged. Sad. Mad. Not even Eve could save them, it was their unlucky day.
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Thee Successors of Sire Mozart
ActionA trio, Andre, Kal and Jes. The perfect set of friends. All silly and funny, but tragedy strikes when they die. How do they react? What happens? They don't want their lives to worsen until Kings Floh and Lynn intrude their life and make it a living...
