"Now I shall remind everyone of the food court rules !" the Alcart (the land where foods who didn't fit in any proper food category live) representative who was some sort of alage superfood announced
1. No consuming fellow food entities: All foodstuffs are to be respected as equals, not devoured...additionally all foodstuffs must remain completely intact for legal proceedings. No exceptions.
2. No smoking: this applies especially for the barbeque representative.
3. No cooking utensils: Leave your spatulas and skewers at the door. This is a court, not a warzone.
4. No food fights: food are here to decide on the gate of our flavorful land, not warfare.
5.No cross-contamination: Keep your flavors to yourself. No mixing of dishes allowed.
6. No expiration: All food must maintain its freshness for the duration of the court session.
7. No dessert before main course: Let's keep things orderly. Sweet treats come last, not first.
There was some grumbling at the rules but as is the case in with beings made of food, you have the moral quandary of intelligent food eating other intelligent food. If they were all humans instead of food, this whole thing would be highly disturbing, but they're not, so it's not. So I guess it's okay for a talking carrot cake to eat a talking carrot and be mad when someone tells him not to do so
Plus death is a joke here otherwise this would be a horror story of evil demons,a boy getting rosted alive and people cheerfully promoting cannibalism
Now I shall read the list of the representative
There is more than 50 or so members for the sake of convince I will let you know only the most important ones
Sir Steak of Ribroastia the noble representative of meats, Sir Steak is a towering figure with a beefy physique. His hair is luscious strands of marbled fat, and his facial features are carved from succulent cuts of prime rib. His attire consists of a richly marinated coat and trousers,
Countess Cornflakes of Breakfastania she is the representative of cereals, Countess Cornflakes has a nice figure (too bad she isn't human) figure with flowing locks of golden flakes. Her body is composed of clusters of crunchy grains layered at a microscopic level to make it look like skin, and her facial features are adorned with jewelry made of dried fruits and nuts.
Shogun Sushi of the seafoods The representative of seafood, Shogun Sushi is a majestic figure with a sleek and slender body made of sushi rice and seaweed. His hair is strands of glossy nori, and his facial features are finely sliced cuts of fresh fish. He wears a robe of colorful sushi rolls,
Maharaja Masala of Spice the representative of spices, Maharaja Masala is a large sandstorm figure with a rich and aromatic physique. His hair is a fragrant cloud of exotic spices, and his facial features are finely ground powders and colorful blends( he smells like aroma of cumin, coriander, and turmeric.)
Baron Burger he is representative of burgers, Baron Burger is a hearty figure with a robust and juicy physique. His hair is a tangle of crispy lettuce and onions, and his facial features are savory patties and melted cheese. He wears a bun of golden sesame seeds,
Sultan Shawarma of rollsigreat the representative of wraps, Sultan Shawarma is a his hair is a cascade of shredded meat, and his facial features are adorned with hummus. He wears a robe of warm pita bread
They were the most sensible ones while others just argued endlessly
I mostly slept through the boaring parts
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This is the written records by the Leek scribe
In the grand hall of the barbeque palace where the food court was held, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation as Sir Chocolate, his voice resounding with authority, addressed the assembled nobles. "Good citizens of Foodtopia(the ancient and semi official name of the kingdom of food)!" he boomed, his words echoing off the walls. "Rejoice, for our long and arduous battle against Beelzebub hath finally come to an end! The Lord of Flies hath been vanquished!"
A chorus of cheers erupted from the crowd, the nobles clapping and stomping their feet in jubilation. But as the celebrations began to subside, a solemn reality settled over the court – the lands once ravaged by Beelzebub now lay empty, their rulers fallen in battle.
Duchess Carrot stepped forward, her brow furrowed with concern. "What shall become of the vacant lands?" she asked, her voice tinged with worry.
Countess Cornflake, ever the opportunist, saw a chance to further her own ambitions. "Surely, it falls upon us, the noble food representatives, to decide their fate," she remarked, her eyes gleaming with ambition.
The other nobles exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the self-serving nature of Countess Cornflake's words. They probably were also thinking along the same lines
Sir Chocolate interjected, his voice solemn. "My friends, let us not forget the sacrifices made by our fallen monarchs in the battle against Beelzebub. Their memory shall forever be honored."
"We shall not," Duchess Carrot agreed, her tone determined. "But now we must turn our attention to the task at hand – the selection of new rulers for the lands left behind by Beelzebub's defeat."
"And who better to lead these lands than those of noble blood, such as ourselves?" Countess Cornflake declared, her eyes alight with ambition.
The Lady of Dreams stood silently amidst the debate, her presence a calming influence amidst the chaos of the court. Though she spoke no words, her eyes were shut and she lay seemingly asleep perhaps she was dreaming...yet she seemed to convey a message of hope and unity to those gathered.
As the nobles continued their discussion, the topic of leadership weighed heavily on their minds. Each noble vied for the opportunity to claim dominion over the vacant lands, their ambitions fueling the debate.
Hours passed as the deliberations dragged on, the tension in the room palpable. Finally, after much debate and negotiation, a decision was made to continue tomorrow
The next day, the nobles reconvened in the grand hall, ready to make their final decision. Each noble presented their case, arguing why they were best suited to rule over the vacant lands. Sir Chocolate spoke of his years of service to Foodtopia, while Duchess Carrot emphasized her compassion and dedication to her people. Countess Cornflake touted her noble lineage and ambitious vision for the future.
But amidst the debate, a new voice emerged – that of Cupcake, the representative of the Kingdom of Sweets. "Why should we trust the likes of chocolate to rule over us?" Cupcake argued, her voice sweet but sharp. "Candyland deserves a ruler who understands the delicate balance of sweetness and flavor, not someone whose taste is as bland as cocoa."
Sir Chocolate bristled at the insult, his cheeks flushing with anger. "How dare you besmirch the honor of chocolate!" he retorted, his voice rising in indignation. "Chocolate is the very essence of indulgence, the epitome of luxury! Can your sugary confections claim the same richness and depth of flavor?"
Cupcake smirked, her frosting glistening in the light. "Richness, perhaps, but depth? I think not. A true ruler of Candyland must appeal to the senses, not just the palate. And in that regard, chocolate pales in comparison to the delicate allure of a perfectly crafted cupcake."
The debate raged on, each side presenting their arguments with fervor and conviction. Meanwhile, across the hall, another rivalry was brewing – that of Broccoli and Carrot, representatives of the Kingdom of Vegetables.
"You carrots think you're so superior with your vibrant color and supposed health benefits," Broccoli scoffed, his florets trembling with indignation. "But let me ask you this – what good is a carrot without its greens? You're nothing but a root, clinging to the earth for dear life."
Carrot bristled at the insult, her orange skin flushing with anger. "And you, broccoli, think you're so high and mighty with your fancy florets and cruciferous charm," she shot back, her voice sharp with disdain. "But let me remind you – without proper preparation, you're nothing but a tasteless stalk, unfit to grace the tables of true gourmands."
The argument between Broccoli and Carrot escalated, each side hurling insults and accusations at the other. But amidst the chaos, the Lady of Dreams finally spoke
"Just divide the land equally and rule over it for now."
As expected of the lady of dreams after exhausting meditation lasting two days and one night she finally found a solution
Foodtopia embarked on a new era of peace and prosperity, guided by the wisdom of its noble leaders and the guidance of the Lady of Dreams...who has left to the land of fluffy to continue her journey
Let's just hope another food war will not break before our lady regains her throne