The grand communal hall of the Academy was transformed. The stage was brightly lit, and the seats were filled to the brim; students, professors, and even some council members who had returned for the evening's main attraction—the drama competition—were in attendance.
The air buzzed with energy as the C Class finally took the stage to perform their play.
The plot was a classic fairytale trope: a virtuous, beautiful heroine, a handsome prince, and the inevitable cruel, jealous family members.
Below the stage, in the packed audience seats, three figures were engaged in a losing battle against hysterics.
Blaze, Aeron, and even the usually expressionless Zenon were slumped over, desperately holding their hands over their mouths.
Their faces had gone alarmingly red, and tears were freely flowing from their eyes.
They were trying far too hard to stifle their laughter, which was shaking their whole bodies.
