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Alessio ducked under the table, still peeling bits of pie off his face and eat it with relish. He eyed the…wheeled-table? full of sweets and considered crawling after it. Only problem being…yeah yeah the handcuffs.

But he had a brilliant idea that he didn’t have to go to it, If everyone was throwing pies at him. All he’d have to do is not get hit by the pies…

Alessio tucked the tablecloth, lamely folding it in half to minimize the damage as it careened to the floor. Broken glass. There were surely broken plates and cups mixed with the food. To eat or not to eat…?

Another pie soared through the air and Alessio skidded down, flipping the table into a loose wall to shield himself. He slipped another biscuit in Sir Scary’s pocket also.

One wall was not going to protect them from the torrent of flying food.

“I’m going to grab the other table to make a barricade.” Alessio said to Sir Scary. The table was out of reach, so he tugged Sir Scary’s arm. Unfortunately, Alessio weighed about as much as a piece of paper so that didn’t do much. In fact he just tumbled backwards from the effort to pull him.

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