mashle magic and muscles

Classes at Easton Magic Academy had ended, but the Adler dormitory was still full of noise.

Finn was trying to finish his homework while Lance read a book in complete silence.

Dot was arguing with Mash about who had eaten the last profiterole in the dining room.

—I left it here five minutes ago! Who was it?!

Mash, with a completely serious expression, raised her hand.

-I.

—YOU ADMIT IT SO CALMLY?!

Mash finished chewing.

—It had cream.

Dot started chasing him all over the bedroom while Lemon tried to stop the fight.

—Please, don't break another wall!

Before anyone could say anything else, a loud explosion echoed in the academy courtyard.

Everyone stopped moving.

Lance slowly closed his book.

—That didn't sound like an accident.

Finn swallowed hard.

—Do you think... it's an attack?

Mash took another profiterole from the plate that was still on the table.

-Could be.

Dot pointed to the door.

—Then stop standing there! Let's see what's going on!

Without wasting any time, the five ran out of the bedroom towards the source of the explosion, without imagining that that night would change the tranquility of Easton.