"Oh great! These guys have a sushi bar too!" Tamiki kicked the sushi stand repeatedly, roaring, "So not only did they take our country, but they took our cuisine to-"

General Todoh tackled the angry rebel, pinning him to the ground and brushing back his simply exquisite eyebrows. (Like seriously his eyebrow game is so on fleek holy fricking frick)

"Let's just grab a few boxes before anyone sees," Ohgi whispered to Kallen and the other sassy and salty members of the Black Knights. They wiped out the entire stand. "And let's go, team."

Kallen grabbed the handle of the cart and pushed it quietly towards the front of the store, and turning her head to the left slightly, she almost screeched when she saw Lelouch and Shirley picking out some apples just a few feet. She knew the entire premise of the anime was to create social tension, but this was a quick trip to the grocery store. This was just-

"Kallen?" Shirley looked up and waved excitedly, and the girl at the cart screamed and bolted with the cart. The other members gasped in horror at the innocent student and speedily followed Kallen out. Lelouch, with widened eyes, saw them out.

"Aww…" Shirley sighed, "I just wanted to say hi to her…"

"Oh! Uh…that," Lelouch spun a little lie, "Wasn't Kallen."

"Really? It looked just like her with funny glasses…" Shirley hummed in thought, "Are you sure?"

"Yep so sure yeah yep."

"Why do you seem so nervous and tense all of a sudden?"

"Um well I uh-"

"It wouldn't be because you have unrequited feelings for me and seeing a girl similar to Kallen made you realize that I'm maybe more desirable? That maybe, after all this time, you actually liked me?"

Lelouch, with widened eyes and amazed that Shirley had no questions about the other guys accompanying Kallen or how he knew that that wasn't Kallen, nodded with, "Yep…haha. You got me!"

The girl gasped, embracing Lou-Lou.

"Oh God, Lelouch! This is so exciting! And I accept," she exclaimed, "I'd love to go out with you!"

Lelouch bit her lip and nodded, hesitantly reciprocating the hug. Taking the boy once more by the hand, she positioned four bags of apples down the single hole of the barricade of cereal and juice. A faint grunt of pain could be heard, as Rivalz now had twenty pounds of apples on his chest.

Don't worry. He's fine.

(*)

"Also, if you look really hard, I probably have some article mentioning me in some issue of Shonen Jump, AND ANOTHER THING!"

The cashier, with eye twitching, scanned each pudding and put clusters of them in plastic bags. They were going to rip and she was probably going to get an aneurysm by the end of this transaction, but the sooner they were out of this store, the better.

Twenty plastic bags and two-hundred packs of pudding later, Janice let out a sigh of relief with, "Okay sir, your total is $422.98."

Lloyd paused, looking at the screen that displayed all of his purchased pudding and the total. He raised an eyebrow.

"That much for pudding?"

"You…did purchase two hundred packs. Plus tax."

"It's fine! It's fine," Snickerdoodle Kiteflyer blurted out, handing the cashier his credit card, "It's on me."

The cashier quickly took the card, ready to at least go on a smoke break. An obscenely long smoke break that was the only way to recover from this pudding debacle. As she punched in the account number, the brown-haired lad, (ran out of names, whoops,) turned his head to the left.

And as if by fate…

"Kallen?" he inquired, "What are you doing here? Who are those guys? And…and why are you wearing those gla-"

"DISTRACTION!"

Lelouch yelled the word as he threw an apple perfectly at the back of his friend's head. He sunk to the floor, with Lloyd watching him fall with shock. He won a chess match against the general manager to go through the Express Lane, and he was getting out as fast as he could for too many reasons to count.

"Lou-Lou," Shirley squeaked, seeing the past out Suzaku [:/] sprawled out on the dirty marble tile, apple rolling off in the distance. "Why did you do tha-"

"HWAH!"

He threw an apple at her head too, and Shirley sank to the floor with a thud. The cashier at the Express Lane stared at him as the Black Knights darted to self-checkout, and Lelouch, calmly, gave the man his number for his weekly discounts.

This didn't mean much, though.

"What's the produce code for oranges?"

"Well, what type of oranges do you have, sir? Navel?"

"I don't know!" Jeremiah Gottwald sputtered, a quarter of the oranges in the store on the scale before him. "The orange kind!"

The self-checkout cashier glared at him, rolling the PLU roller and huffing, "Um..sir."

Jeremiah, then, turned his head to the left.

And guess what.

"HOLY SHIT! WHY?" Kallen screamed, collapsing on the ground and banging her fist repeatedly on the floor, "WHYWHYWHYWHYWHY?!"

"That's it. I'm done." Ohgi held his hands in the air, with the rest of the Black Knights following suit. Normally they wouldn't, of course, but this was a trip to PUBLIX. The most difficult part should have been stealing the sampler platter of key lime pie, which General Tohdoh was quietly eating in the midst of their surrender. Jeremiah screeched in shock, only to have an apple pelted at his head and to fall to the ground. The Black Knights noticed this, with the self-checkout cashier gesturing them to the open register and offering free oranges.

(*)

It took six trillion years and one night, but Lloyd and Suzaku finally made it to the Knightmare, which somehow wasn't towed and was actually street legal. The two-hundred packs of pudding stifled them as Lloyd piloted the two-person Knightmare, (okay, I'm no Geass expert, get off my case,) and Suzaku sighed at how they were just minutes away from home. He was somehow this exhausted from lugging this much pudding around for Lloyd, who was relieved that that whole mess was over.

"That was too exhausting, Suzaku," Lloyd sighed, "Remind me to never go shopping for Cecile out of the goodness of my heart again."

The boy was also really hungry and a bit dizzy from that bizarre apple encounter. He had no idea what happened until Lloyd woke him up from that marble floor, but he was too tired and peckish to ask questions. With a satisfied grin, he remembered something.

The sack lunch in his lap that Cecile made him earlier.

He unrolled the folded paper bag and pulled out its contents, smiling at them.

A ham and cheese sandwich cut in the shape of the Lancelot.

An apple with a smiley face carved into it.

Some gluten-free bread bites.

And oh! Look!

"IS THAT THE LAST PUDDING CUP?!"

Suzaku held the lone pudding cup in his hands, eyes widened at the deranged scientist who swerved off the road. The boy sputtered as Lloyd roared, "I WILL KILL CECILE WHEN I GET HOME I SWEAR IT ON MY BLOG!"

(*)

Milly was rocking back and forth on the carpet of the Student Council room, with Nunnally patting her on the head in comfort. Nina was somewhere in the room, but she had to hide because the maid heard interesting noises; all she could hope for at this point was that no one would touch the table.

Lelouch, with a sigh of relief, emptied out all of the contents from the trek to Publix on the table.

"There," he let out a breath, relieved that the day was finally over. The Black Knights were almost caught, two of his friends and an elite Britainian soldier almost found out that Kallen was a member, he had to pretend he wanted to date Shirley all this time, along with having to run back and forth to collect cereal and juice for Milly for over two hours, and he had to explain to the cops on he and Shirley's way out that Rivalz was just sleeping.

"Um…" Shirley held the secretary of the Student Council in her arms, who was groaning a little, so that was good at least. "I'm…gonna put Rivalz to bed. I'll be right back."

"I don't want kids I don't want to play Mario Kart nonononononononono…" Milly whimpered, with Nunnally rubbing her head in worry.

"Well," the young, blind girl said with a comforting tone, "Did you all at least get what you needed for the bash?"

"We did." Lelouch answered. "We got a ridiculous amounts of cereal, some apples, and juice."

"What about milk?"

Lelouch, with widened eyes, stared at his sister for a few moments.

"…What about it?" Lelouch hesitantly questioned.

"Well, um…" Nunnally remarked with her high-pitched voice, "You can't have cereal without milk. So…um…"

Almost howling in agony, Lelouch took the keys to Rivalz's motorcycle, making yet another trek to the store that would probably last for three hours more since he would have to empty out the entire store's inventory of something else.

Par for the course, at this point.

(*)

"YOU GAVE SUZAKU THE LAST PUDDING CUP?!"

Lloyd was having a meltdown, tossing all of the packs into the void of freon and nothingness besides the twenty-seven varieties of pudding. Cecile folded her arms, rolling her eyes.

"Well, we had nothing else, and poor Suzaku had to be fed at some point today!" she countered, looking down at the frantic scientist stuffing to fridge. She then, however, noticed that the last of the groceries he brought to the base were also pudding.

"Um…Lloyd?" she slowly drawled.

Whirling around, exasperated and kissing his mind goodbye, the scientist asked, "WHAT?!"

"Where is…" she took the list from Lloyd's pocket, noticing the one thing crossed off. "Where is everything else I asked you to get from the store?!"

"What do you-" Lloyd cut himself off, pupils shrinking as he saw Cecile growl furiously. She clenched the list, crumpling it in her fist, and taking a stray pudding cup, she pelted it at Lloyd, repeating the process of tossing these cups at him several times.

"YOU ARE SO DEAD, LLOYD!" The two hundred pudding cups were depleting greatly, with Lloyd getting smothered by all the pudding he spent ages looking for. He sacrificed his Neopet for this, lest he forget.

She didn't even look at the receipt. She couldn't. Ever.

The base, basically, exploded with pudding, just as the Student Council exploded with dry cereal. But the Black Knights got some sushi and oranges and somehow got out of this entire mess with Groucho glasses in tow.

That's cool, I guess.

And then CC was locked in Lelouch's room eating Pizza Hut, completely and blissfully unaware of anyhing that occurred that day.

[This fic has been brought to you by Publix. And Pizza Hut. ALWAYS. PIZZA HUT.]