Mushroom Cloud stepped forward first. “My Lord, contention fills the hearts of the people. All work has ceased in favor of impromptu games and parties.”
Scarcity spoke next, not to be outdone. “Whole fields of crops have been razed, Lord, while production of sweets has nearly quadrupled.”
Lastly, Ring Around the Rosies made his report. “Rainbows blot out the sky, while glitter falls like nuclear winter.”
Death laughed deeply. “Delightful. The end is nigh. Misery will soon be vanquished, or my name isn’t Death by Chocolate!”
