# Ch.31: yacc: Yet another castle conquered

The dogs with cat OS entered a a large dining room.

Like the rest of the castle, it was made of gilded marble,

and only moderately oversized.

They were served lobster thermidor au crevettes with a mornay sauce served in

a provencale manner... And more pasta.

F1: You deserve our utmost gratitude for

providing us with such a luxurious meal,

dear emperor.

E4: Oh,

but not rewarding you after such achievement would have been a greater error!

Z: His error was letting us enter.

F6: *This doesn't taste like anything at all please help*

G: Just wait for a few minutes and thing will get better. I swear.

J: But throw up and you won't leave at all.

Wait a second... There. Removed your vomiting reflex.

G: You see, our slime package didn't come with taste.

F4: *AND YOU'RE TELLING US NOW OH GOD WHAT IS THIS PASTE*

J: You just can't feel the taste! How bad can it be?

F5: *This texture is the worst thing my mouth will probably ever feel*

E4: How do you find the meal?

F1: Most excellent sir. It has a very refined combination of ingredients.

F1: *Please free us from our suffering*

They could not make the plan work faster, so they had to suffer.

For a few minutes.

Fortunately, the emperor,

who sat at the other end of the table with his own salt shaker,

started feeling the plan of our favourite world-breakers.

F1: Are you alright, sir?

E4: Sure... I think... The food was... A little bad.

Z: All according to plan. Now make him look to the side.

F1: By the way, what time is it?

E4: Oh... *turns head*

J: NOW SHOOT THAT BITCH!

E4: It's-

The emperor was shot with extreme prejudice.

J: DON'T STOP!

They kept shooting for around 3 seconds.

J: Alright enough.

Z: I didn't expect it to work.

J: That just shows sarin gas is the friend that never fails.

F4: Is he dead?

G: Nope, just knocked out.

F5: What!? But he looks like goddamn Swiss cheese!

G: Well, emperors can be quite tough.

J: But it fits our agenda. Now we can possess him.

Z: Which should mean me.

J: Yeah, sure.

J: Meanwhile, I will be throwing you back into your bodies.

That A-OK monsieurs?

F3: What?

He didn't actually care.

Meanwhile, yet another man sits on the throne.

In a room of gold, In a throne also of gold. Very tacky.

A door opens from behind.

Maybe for the first time, nobody knows.

The footsteps of a shadow are heard.

The emperor can't look back.

Z: Evening, mister Kirby.

E4: Who are you? How do you know my name?

Z: Such matters are of no importance.

Z: These are your final times, so only your past deeds will be asked.

E4: Very well then, ask away.

Z: There is science, and then there is sadism. To which you contributed?

E4: Science. Thanks to me, man acquired many appliances.

Z: *approaches* For things to be, first ideas must be free.

Is that what you did?

E4: Unfortunately, there were too many risks. We couldn't let evil be.

Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.

Z: Risks to whom?

E4: The people.

Z: ...

Z: *approaches more* Standards sometimes appear. What did you give?

E4: An eternal system where nobody disappears.

Z: Is progress good?

E4: Of course, yet some things may always stand still.

Zack got pissed at the idea and gave him the lethal injection.

Z: It's over. Complain all you want, but both will not hear.

Maybe spend your last moments to reflect the past events.

E4: Why change what has always worked?

Z: I can't tell you, because you should know.

From whence it came, the shadow left.

E4: Bollocks... What's the point of progress...

If you may tear down the world?

The door closed, and yet another man died on the throne.

Malleable gold, always different, yet always the same.

Unrusting, unyielding, undecaying.

The almighty throne, symbol of a god.

Touch fluffy tail.

The foxes awoke to the feeling of having their tails grabbed.

F2: Uh, what?

G: Oh, you're awake. Sorry for grabbing your tail.

F2: No, I guess it's fine.

F5: What, no! Not... Ok keep going.

F6: What happened?

Z: We sent you back to your bodies. Now you should be able to taste,

smell and such.

F4: Weren't you going to possess that emperor guy?

Z: I already did.

Now 'A' is doing the heavy lifting and whatever he likes with the body.

G: Let's see... He is sizing him up, looking for something in his bag...

Is that a chainsaw? Just... Forget it.

F5: How come he can have a chainsaw?

Z: He saw he could get away with it.

F3: Didn't 'C' come up with it first?

G: Now I realize I shouldn't have given him ideas.

Z: *looking at screen* That is some serious bloodthirst.

F1: What else is on your list?

G: Well, you can look around to see if you find anything else interesting.

Z: The place is now filled with neurotoxin, so put on your helmets.

G: And this goes without saying,

but don't put anything you find in your bodies, alright?

The foxes prowled around the fortress, finding several oddities.

Since the walls were too thick for radio, they went as a team.

F2: Look here! I'm on a pool table!

She was swimming inside of a pool on top of a comically small table.

F6: Heh.

F4: Well, I guess the sign read 'Room of oddities' for a reason.

F3: There is also this 'Sword of Treason', but I don't think that it's usable.

F5: We'll see that. *Grabs sword*

F5: ...

F5: Ugh! This thing is too heavy!

F6: Can I try?

F6: ...

F6: It's too heavy.

Can we do it at the same time?

Z: Even if you could drag it, that two-tonne sword is useless to us.

F5&6: Awww...

Later, they checked the bedrooms.

F6: *drops in bed* This one is too small.

F6: *drops in another bed* This one is too soft.

F6: *and another* This one is alright.

F6: *sits in chair* This one-

F4>6: Do you really have to test every piece of furniture?

F2: Can I try the porridge on the table?

Z: No.

F2: Aw.

G: Since 'A' is already taking ages, you may sleep here later if you want.

F5: I think I prefer the truck.

Z: Bradley.

F5: Same thing!

After that, they looked at the master bedroom.

F5: The hell?

Oops, all (rotating) 4-space!

G: I don't think that entering would be a good idea. Just saying.

F3: How about throwing something inside?

F2: Oh, I have some dice!

They threw the dice inside.

F3: Did you see where they went?

F4: How about we just ignore this room?

I can agree too. Because I am lazy.

After that, they visited the pool room.

It was a room covered in baize, next to 'The amazing maize maze'.

F5: Alright, who keeps coming up with these rooms?

The author.

G: I guess this is what happens when you have too much free space.

F2: And what is this room for?

F1: I think that this is what certain sectors call a "sexnasium".

F2: Oh, so that's why there are white stai-

G: Let's just visit the CORN maze, OK!?

Z: You always overreact to these things.

G: Sorry, but it gets on my nerves.

F5: I may be no holy man, but you're being too much of a prude.

G: DUDE!

The foxes didn't have a strong sense of propriety.