My friends and I had to do this project about Belgian chocolates (frustrating!) because we have a Belgian teacher doing his practical in our school. There were many things we had to do like create a poem, shoot a short documentary, write a story and write up two articles- all regarding Belgian chocolates. We were supposed to do it by ourselves but our teacher pitied us and let us do in groups. For the story, we were given 4 topics to write about: comedy story, spy story, futuristic story and war because of Belgian chocolates (high-five if you're cringing right now) Initially, my group decided to do futuristic but after writing up a few paragraphs of it, it was far too silly to be made into a serious futuristic story. We wrote up stupid things, and I was given the task to finish the story at home and also edit it, and the result was this:

(don't ask me why I put Sungjong's birthday date there. I was lazy to think of a random date)

 

 

In a distant future, the Belgian chocolate has become almost extinct. This was all due to a large assassination of all Belgian chocolate makers back in 3^rd September 2043. Belgian chocolate has become a rarity even to the Belgians themselves, and those who were in possession of them were only the rich and wealthy. Even then, the chocolates weren’t the same as it was in the past. The secret of making Belgian chocolate was lost in history.

That wasn’t just the end of it. The Belgian economy has dropped drastically ever since the assassination occurred, all the more because the world has run out of diamonds, and Belgium is a major diamond processing country. Currently, Swiss chocolate reigns supreme. A group of four inventors, who was also renowned for their investigating skills, disapproved of the reign of Swiss chocolates and built a time travelling machine to prevent the assassination of the Belgian chocolate makers from happening.

The group used the time travelling machine and went back to 2043. They arrived right in the middle of Brussels.

“A few more hours till the assassination,” said Bruce, a member of the team, as he noted the date. “We’d have to be fast to…” His voice trailed off as he saw shops full of Belgian chocolates. He drooled instantly. The other three also saw what he saw.

They forgot their main objectives as the temptation to reject the chocolates was far too great. They didn’t think twice as they indulged in the chocolates that was lost for many years.

It was only till they heard a scream that they came back to their senses. They followed the source of the scream and found a man lying dead on the ground. It seemed a woman discovered the man’s body. Bruce went to calm her down while the other three of them examined the body, recording evidence. But this was no ordinary case— the man was found in a pool of blood and chocolate. His mouth and nose were stuffed with melted chocolate. In fact, it seemed as if his blood was… well… chocolate.

“What do you think of this?” asked Sheerluck Holmes, the leader of the team.

“It seems like this guy isn’t human! He’s like a living chocolate!” answered Doctor Whyson, his close assistant.

Sheerluck observed the eyes of the chocolate-man. The pupils did not dilate— and if the casualty only just died, the pupil would definitely dilate. “Notice, Whyson, that his pupils do not dilate when a light is brought to it. He smells of chocolate— Swiss chocolate. The smell of sugar in that abomination of a creation sickens me.”

They heard police siren and ran away before they were noticed. Even if they wanted to investigate the body of the chocolate-man further, they knew it was dangerous for them, as people from the future, to be seen by the authorities. They settled in a nearby bar.

“This may not be as simple as an assassination,” said Whyson.

“Indeed, Whyson,” said Sheerluck. “Who would create an abomination like that?”

“The question is— why?” asked Bruce.

“And how?” asked Robin, their last member of the team. “It makes no sense that a man can be made out of chocolate.”

“Swiss chocolate,” corrected Sheerluck.

“Maybe the Swiss developed a technique to create that- thing,” deduced Bruce.

“What for?” asked Whyson. Then, he gasped. “Could it be?”

Sheerluck Holmes cut him off. “Yes, exactly, Whyson! Brilliant! The Swiss sent a spy to Belgium to learn their Belgian chocolate recipe!”

“And kill all Belgian chocolate makers afterwards to gain control of the chocolate trade!” added Robin.

“Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!” said Sheerluck. “Who would even think the Swiss were behind this. This is why I have you as my assistant, Whyson.”

“But why can’t they send a regular human being?” said Bruce. “Why the weird chocolate-man?”

“That,” said Sheerluck, “is something we’d have to find out.”

They went around the city to find more evidence. Luck was on their side that day as the evidence they looked for came rolling to them— literally. A crumpled piece of paper was blown by strong wind to them. Sheerluck picked it up before it could be rolled somewhere else and opened it.

“XX hall, 7:30pm. Set plan to action.” Sheerluck read it aloud.

“7:30pm? That’s one more hour to go!” exclaimed Whyson.

“The chocolate makers are still alive.” Robin pointed to a man in a double-ed jacket and a toque in a chocolate shop. The man got out of the shop. “And they’re heading out.”

“Which means that’s where the assassination will happen,” deduced Sheerluck. “Now men, let’s head for XX hall and put a stop to this madness.”

They arrived at XX hall right on 7 o’clock. They dressed up as chocolate makers, of course, and managed to pass through the registration.

“This place reeks of Swiss chocolate,” commented Sheerluck.

Instead of going into the hall, they went inside the surrounding rooms to find the weapon that would wipe out the chocolate makers. Again, luck was on their side, and they found the weapon within minutes of searching. There were some chocolate-men on guard but thanks to Bruce and Robin’s good fighting skills, the chocolate-men were quickly defeated.

Sheerluck, with the help of Whyson, dismantled the device which would bomb the whole hall filled with thousands of Belgian chocolate makers and the assassination never occurred. The team of four went back to future with the great feeling of saving the Belgian chocolate from being completely annihilated by the Swiss. They never knew why the chocolate-men were used instead of real men, but they didn’t dwell on the thought.

But when they went back to the future, things didn’t turn out like they expected it to.

That was when they realised that they should have never messed with the past.

 

 

 

I don't know if this is even funny but I had fun writing this up. xD