Ding-Dong Ding-Dong...
The bell rings its usual tune when lunch occurs.
And MAN did Devon love lunch.
"Mmmm. Lunch." Devon says hungrily as he prepares his chicken on his desk. That is until-
"Devon, time for the council meeting!" Says a girl wearing a black hat with a scarlet ribbon and a black robe with a red sash.
"Aww. We always do council meetings on Wednesday Scarlett!" Devon whines.
"That's because they're scheduled for Wednesday you food vacuum!" Taunts Scarlett.
"Wow. That's a rare insult right there. Let me just finish my chicken." Devon says as he engulfed the entire chicken in it's mouth. It took lots of chewing and Devon was pretty sure he chipped a tooth somewhere along the way, but he finally downed the chicken. Claws and everything.
"Now that you're done with the chicken let's go to the council room we're late." Says Scarlett.
"Fine. I wonder if Yvonne will let me eat cake in the council room again."
"Of course not! Last time you did that we had frosting smeared everywhere because you don't have any decency!" Scarlett yells.
But all Devon could do was sigh in grief.
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Calamity Academy
FantasyCalamity Academy, a school owned by The Tyrant, and the only school on the Terrarian continent. In the Academy only the strongest survive. Except when one immigrant from Otherworld joins in on the fun. (I own nothing. Okay maybe a Solar System but t...
