It hasn't taken long for Vil to beat the two farmers.
They both yelp, "GYAAAH!"
Vil scoffs, "Hmph. Clearly your bark is far worse than your bite."
"Dude... He's got some serious moves..." The first farmer says, in pain.
The second farmer says, "He's like half our size, but he hits like a freight train!"
"I'll have you know my personal trainer is a former kickboxing world champion," Vil says.
The farmer apologizes, "S-sorry for disrespecting you!"
Then the other farmer says, "It would be our honor to be part of your group today!"
"Chihuahuas would make better guard dogs than the two of you... but since you've demonstrated that you can be trained, come along. Now," Vil says.
Both of the students say, "You're the boss!"
Suddenly, the bell rings.
"That's the start signal," Vil says.
He then says to the students, "All right, listen up. The key to Beanfest is staying on the offensive. After all, the best defense is a good offense. As with aesthetics and fashion, you lose the moment you back down. Remember that."
"Ooh...!" The farmers reply.
Vil then says, "I say we start by setting up an ambush at a monster team supply point. That way, we can pick off monsters before they can equip themselves."
"You got it, boss-man!" The boys reply and salute.
Vil frowns and says, "And don't call me 'boss-man'!"
Sometime later on Main Street...
Vil and the other students are walking around for any monsters or supply crates.
Soon, one of the farmers spots one, "There it is, boss-man! A monster team supply crate!"
"How quickly you people forget the most basic etiquette. I distinctly expressed distaste for 'boss-man.' If you MUST address me, try 'Sir.'" Vil says, annoyed. "Moving on... It looks like nobody's gotten to this crate yet. Let's conceal ourselves at a discreet distance and wait."
The three remain hidden.
Vil then says in thought, "Ah, there we are. That was quick.
Soon, Jack walks by, "Hm. Map says there's a monster team supply crate somewhere around here."
"Jack! He's got an even better sense of smell than Rook. I'm not sure I can get behind him before he notices me..." Vil says in thought.
Soon, Jack catches a scent, and lets out a growl, "Grrr... I smell fresh beans. I know you're there, farmers. Get out here and face me!"
Soon, Vil comes out in the opening, "I have to hand it to you. Your sense of smell never fails to impress."
"Okay, wise guy—" Jack says, and turns to face his 'enemy, "Ah, I mean... Hello, Vil."
"You went on a supply run alone, without your pack for support? Are you brave, or merely foolhardy?" Vil questions, "Come, my compatriots. Let the monster hunt begin."
"Yes, sir!" The farmers say.
Jack growls in anger, "Rgh... I'd better bail," and makes a run for it.
"He's a serious contender in this game. We should finish him off before he can arm himself with any weapons," Vil says, and commands the farmers, "After him!"
"Yes, sir!" The Farmers say.
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Twisted Wonderland - Beanfest: Bean or Be Beaned
FanfictionBeanfest comes to Night Raven College, and many of the students have plans and strategy of what to do about it. The battle of Monsters Vs Farmers will be proven crazy and difficult.
