The javelin soared through the air, an absolute beast of a throw, destined for glory… until Sam dramatically rolled into the field, positioned himself right in the javelin's path, his face twisted in exaggerated agony.
Tsunami's heart stopped.
The crowd gasped.
The javelin stabbed into the ground mere inches from Sam's dramatically sprawled body.
Sam blinked, looked around in feigned confusion, then slowly sat up. "Huh? Was that supposed to hit me?! Who throws a javelin so recklessly?!"
The referee narrowed his eyes. "Tsunami, that was dangerously out of bounds."
"OUT OF BOUNDS?! HE WASN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE THERE!" Tsunami bellowed, veins nearly popping out of her forehead.
Sam shook his head, standing up and dusting himself off. "Tsk tsk. I just came to pick up a… uh, rock. Safety first, you know?"
Then, before anyone could process his nonsense, Sam threw his hands in the air and screamed, "JUSTICE MUST BE SERVED!"
The referee sighed, already regretting waking up that morning. "Tsunami, you're disqualified for reckless play."
Tsunami gawked at the ref in disbelief. "RECKLESS?! HE ALMOST THREW HIMSELF INTO MY JAVELIN!"
The White Tigers were in shambles. First, Ori had fumbled her throw like she was allergic to javelins, and now Tsunami was disqualified too.
That left only Jangla. Their last hope.
The White Tigers rallied behind her, cheering with everything they had. Jangla felt the energy surging through her veins. She could do this. She would do this. She had to do this.
Hyped up beyond belief, she sprinted forward, javelin in hand… and crossed the line.
Whistle. Immediate disqualification.
Silence.
The White Tigers stared in horror. The Red Beans stared in shock.
Jangla blinked. "Wait… what just happened?"
The referee cleared his throat. "You stepped over the line. That's an automatic disqualification."
Jangla's soul left her body.
Match result:
1st - Flower (Red Beans) - 20 points
2nd - Roslin (Red Beans) - 10 points
3rd - Chingla (Red Beans) - 5 points
The White Tigers? A legendary triple disqualification. A performance that would be whispered about in the halls of the school for years to come.
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Musical Chairs - The Next Chaos Begins
The participants were.
White Tigers:
• Liabilities
• George
• Mary
• Oppa
• Jangla
• Hops
Red Beans:
• marie
• villy
• Eva
• Preguy
• Roslin
• Toshi
A six-versus-six battle. A game of pure reflexes, betrayal, and sheer dumb luck.
To spice things up, the match had a special guest referee.
The original referee had unfortunately fallen victim to an unstoppable, continuous flow of… digestive betrayal. A Category 5 Stomach Disaster. A tummy tsunami. A non-stop emergency evacuation.
So, in his place, the new referee was chosen on the spot.
And by pure coincidence (totally not suspicious at all), it was none other than Sam.
Sam clapped his hands. "Alright, folks! I'm your new referee. Fair and square decision, absolutely no personal gain involved. Trust me, I'm a man of honor."
The players exchanged nervous glances.
Sam turned around, facing away from the contestants, and hit play on the speaker to start the first round.
But instead of normal music, something else blasted through the speakers.
A song that sent shivers down everyone's spine.
A song known by all
The dreaded, unstoppable, inescapable:
"National anthem"
The chaos had begun.
Panic.
The White Tigers immediately stood at attention, hands on hearts, heads held high. Their souls burned with patriotism.
Meanwhile, the Red Beans waited and they all… sat down.
The song ended and the remaining white tigers rushed to claim their seats.
Round One Over.
George, still proudly standing, blinked in horror. "Wait… what just happened?"
Sam, completely unfazed by the absurdity unfolding, stroked his chin. "Well… every one claimed their seats, That means…" He pointed at George. "You're out."
The White Tigers gasped.
Jangla snapped her head toward the Red Beans. "You dare sit during the national anthem?!"
The crowd erupted. "DISGRACEFUL!"
The Red Beans blinked in confusion.
"Huh?" Roslin muttered, removing an earbud.
The crowd froze.
The Red Beans had been wearing earbuds the whole time.
Flower casually stretched. "Oh, was that the national anthem? Thought the song was kinda slow."
Silence.
Utter, jaw-dropping silence.
Someone in the crowd screamed, "YOU WHAT?!"
The Red Beans simply shrugged.
"We just wanted to give the White Tigers a handicap," Flower said smugly. "So we played the first round with our earbuds in."
Although it seems like the universe itself wants us to win.
Meanwhile, George, still standing with his hand on his heart, looked like a fallen soldier. A true martyr of Musical Chairs: Battle for the Nation.
And Sam? Sam just grinned.
"Well… next round, then?"
The chaos had only begun.
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