The fallout of recent events rippled across the kingdom, leaving consequences both amusing and dire in its wake. My clones monitored the individuals at the heart of it all, their lives now forever changed.
"Damn it! We take one little break, and they dump this mountain of assignments on us!" Wisbel's groaning voice echoed from Clone Number One's observation.
He and his comrades sat hunched over desks piled high with parchment, quills scratching away furiously. For all their boasting and schemes, Wisbel's crew found themselves humbled by the aftermath of their actions. The Academy had refrained from severe punishment, but the price they paid was steep.
Assignments upon assignments flooded their schedules. Reports, essays, and mandatory tests overwhelmed them, all capped with oral defenses that would gauge their understanding.
"Why does the submission process include a Q&A? That's what makes it impossible to cheat!" Wisbel complained, slamming his quill down.
