A Knight's Loyalty | Food Fantasy AU Fanfic

Chapter 8 - Disappointing

"So it actually worked?" Borscht asked with surprise as Spaghetti dragged a motionless B-52 into the room. It was dark, but littered with technology far too advanced for the era it was existing in. Giant screens, tubes, blueprints - almost as if Spaghetti was making (or trying to make) another B-52.

Of course, cloning anything requires an original, and that's half of why B-52 was so necessary. The other half was . . . conversion.

"Of course my plan worked," Spaghetti scoffed. "Why wouldn't it?"

"That attitude," Borscht answered, rolling her eyes. "So, are you going to do it or what?"

"Yes, but I ask you leave for this part of the process. I don't want unpredictable elements present."

"Yeah, sure. Whatever," Borscht obliged with a sarcastic tone. The room was now just Spaghetti and B-52.

First, the removal of the wings. B-52's data chip was placed in the middle of his back, so, with the use of a jack knife-

"-!" Spaghetti quickly exhaled, having taken a blow to the stomach. He glared at B-52. "What?!"

B-52 stood up, not bothering to retrieve the wings. They said nothing, but smiled in a childish way.

"How are you-?" Spaghetti paused. "Wait, you're supposed to be powered off. I know your power button exists in the exact spot I hit - How are you doing this?!"

"It's simple," B-52 answered, before their voice changed. "I'm not B-52." "B-52" snapped their fingers, and in a flash of smoke and light, B-52 was gone. In their place, a small child with pink hair. "Greetings 'friend'~!"

"Why you-!"

"Disappointing you didn't notice. I was sure my breathing would give it away, but you just draaaaaaaaaagged me all the way," Mooncake continued, really dragging out the word "dragged".

"That's why you said so little, isn't it?" Spaghetti asked, somehow keeping his calm.

"Well, duh. I would literally be giving myself away. Although technically speaking I did that anyway." Mooncake shrugged playfully. "What can you do - WHOA!"

Mooncake side-stepped Spaghetti's attack, the fork touching thin air. She created two rings to deflect whatever was to come next, and then she looked at Spaghetti.

"It's rude to interrupt people like that," Mooncake berate.

"It's rude to trick people," Spaghetti responded, pulling his fork back.

"Nah, that was just a massive prank in my opinion." Mooncake back-flipped over Spaghetti, dodging his next attack.

Before she could hit the ground, spaghetti suspended from the roof wound around wrist, keeping her bound in the air. Shortly after, her ankles were bound as well. Both parties starting breathing again, despite how short the encounter has been.

"I'll give you one thing," Spaghetti said. "You're a clever one. I like that." He gave a menacing smile. "It would be nice if I could add you to my collection -"

"Not happening," Mooncake said without hesitation. "It just won't."

". . . I have the upper hand here! You see that, don't you?" Spaghetti shouted.

" 'I have the upper hand here! You see that don't you?' Yeah, yeah, sure. You really think I couldn't escape this if I wanted?" Mooncake mocked. She spun her rings around her wrists, causing the spaghetti to snap, and she released them so that her ankles would be free as well. After a quick shake, it looked like nothing had happened to her at all. "I'm an SR too."

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing~ Nothing~" A flashed a smile. "See ya!"

Mooncake bolted out the door, and it took Spaghetti a moment to realize she was escaping. After bolting out the room, he shouted a booming command.

"CATCH HER!" Guards came from the possible nook and cranny, each of them revealing to be some sort of Fallen Angel. Bulimia, Prajna, Conchi - nothing too dangerous, but for a solo Food Soul?

Mooncake pushed the Fallens away, throwing her rings like boomerangs, before jumping out the window head first. As she fell a particle Fallen caught her eye - a Food Soul that wasn't Spaghetti. A Food Soul colored monochromatic with giant lobster claws that reached at her ankles, which she quickly jerked back.

Wasn't that a Food Soul? A Fallen Angel Food Soul?

Mooncake quickly remembered her situation and summoned a giant ring, managing to slow her momentum enough to avoid instant death on impact. By the time she hit the ground, her speed left her unharmed.

The doors practically exploded and Mooncake bolted across the bridge, before riding her ring like Kirby rides a star. As she flew she took the time to slice the bridge piece by piece, keeping the Fallens at bay. Well, keeping the Fallens at sea.

Not too long after, she flew off her ring and struck a pose, reaching the rest of her teammates. Vanilla began clapping.

"Thank you, thank you~!" Mooncake beamed. Her teammates and Master Attendant remained surprised at how much such a small person could do, but eventually everyone was clapping for her - for Mooncake~!