A Knight's Loyalty | Food Fantasy AU Fanfic

Chapter 19 - Another Tale

Spaghetti was hasty in leaving the "inn", aware fully of Salty's angered state. Spaghetti trailed up the steps leading upstairs, approached the front door, and then waited for Borscht.

He checked the time over and over in the span of a minute, and cleansed his fork many times over. He looked over his outfit to check for disturbances, and he glanced at hair his once or twice before wondering what was taking so long. Suddenly, Borscht appeared.

"Spaghetti, we have to go," she whispered hurriedly. Spaghetti wore an amused expression.

"And why is that?"

"Salty didn't take too kindly to me trying leave with his 'toys' so to speak."

"Than I'll go handle it." Spaghetti attempted to pass by Borscht, however, she stopped him. The two locked eyes before Borscht quickly looked away.

"I wouldn't recommend that . . ."

"And why is-" Before Spaghetti could finish a sudden chill flooded the room.

The front exit and windows iced over, before crashing in, allowing the storm inside. Spaghetti blocked, and the two moved inwards. It was a surprise to find Salty appear from nowhere in front of them.

". . ." The silence seemed powerful, as if Salty Tofu snapped at the death of his older brother, his glare hardening as truth. Even if he acted like he hated Sweet half the time, the bond suddenly became evident. Salty grabbed hold of Borscht's left arm and Spaghetti's right, and his grip quickly tightened to the point where it seemed he might break their bones.

"Wait," a calm voice commanded. With two souls on the verge of losing a limb and a another soul on a rampage, it was unexpected. Salty growled.

"Hey, it'll solve all our problems if I do this." B-52 stepped into view.

"I know you freed us because you wanted vengeance, but this out of the question. Vodka and Double iced the door and windows like you wanted, at least wait until we leave." Salty gave a frightening smile.

"Alright, go ahead." He pointed his head to the door, where Vodka and the Double Scoop twins were clearing out snow. "Come again sometime~"

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"What a frightening experience!" Ryouri complained, shocked. "I never thought I'd see a Food Soul freak out like that . . . !"

"It's alright Master Attendant," Brownie assured. The group stopped as the reached a town on the edge of the blizzard.

As they looked around, armor clunked, and swords shined against metal - Nevras was suddenly showing its prowess as the top of the medieval era. Mooncake gave a laugh.

"I kinda forgot about Nevras being the highest ranking kingdom in all of Tierra!" Mooncake quickly looked for mischief to make, but ceased when Vodka placed a drunken hand on Mooncake's shoulder.

"Don't think about that," Vodka stated before taking a drink. " You'll get injured."

Mooncake sighed jokingly, and Ryouri just stared at Vodka. He very intensely just stared at Vodka. Andre cawed, and Vodka nodded in agreement shamelessly.

B-52 had at some point vanished, and had returned with a suit of armor on, keeping his scarf and wings. The armor seemed to fit his body shape perfectly, and before Ryouri could ask anything, he answered.

"I like what the humans are wearing. However, to keep it practical for flying, I chose a lightweight one."

"And you got it for free?" Ryouri asked with a worried expression. B-52 nodded.

"I explained myself, and before I could finish, the worker said," B-52's voice changed. " 'Just take these dude, I don't mind.' " His voice reverted to normal. The Double Scoop twins looked at him with awe.

"Voice impressions! Do one of me and Strawberry!" Vanilla pleaded. B-52 changed his voice to oblige.

" 'Strawberry, look at what I bought for you! Tada! A small bear! Isn't he just adorable? Don't you just love him?!' " B-52 quoted in Vanilla's voice. Vanilla gawked.

"You heard that?!" he exclaimed. Strawberry, meanwhile, laughed in remembrance of his brother's face when it originally happened.

Ryouri admired B-52's armor, before asking a different question. He looked at B-52's left hand.

"Hey Bifty, what happened to your wand?" B-52 responded by pointing his new sword to sky and firing a bullet from it. "Oh. You disguised it as a sword."

"Anyways," B-52 said in his normal tone. "I think it would be good to disguise as well as arm ourselves for another encounter with Spaghetti. It's just our luck that we encounter Mellain, the capital of Nevras. This should be easy."

"Oh, that's a good idea Bifty! Everyone, let's get in costume!"