Madeline

I rushed into battle, wearing the caramel armor that I'd bought years ago but was still in great shape. I had prepared my sugar bombs beforehand in case something had gone terribly wrong with our spy on the inside, Princess Fanta.

Apparently and inevitably something had. It must have happened so quickly Princess Fanta didn't have time to send out a chocolate messenger dove. I sighed and got everything together. My jolly rancher sword, my spearmint spear and my treasured bow and arrow I had brought in my bags, the bow was made out of silver platinum and the bowstring was red cherry licorice. The arrows were made of delicate gold and the tips were chiseled nut chocolate, perfect for long distance. As I raced to the battlefield, I almost laughed! Apparently, the ingredient for the famous Savoria armor was leaked, no matter for that. They had managed to get half of the ingredients and all of the steps wrong! The finished result was misshapen, weak, and in certain spots, the caramel armor dropped to the ground, sticking them to their places.

Ooh, this is gonna be fun...

Since they were all just stuck, I could simply chop off their arms as a....persay.. polite warning to the Soda King.

"See. You think you're still pure. But really tainted by darkness.''

The Voice was annoying. A general nuisance if you will. Sometimes it's actually nice and offers advice. Sometimes just annoying. And other times it's positively suffocating.

Hush you. I don't want you taking the fun out of this.

And somehow you still don't see my point. Honey, sometimes you really are no fun.