Reddit Challenge story #10

Topic: The secret society of chocolate children.

In a well-lit basement room in a nondescript suburban town, children gather, about a dozen of them, shuffling about and chatting as they sit down. None of the children appear to be older than nine or ten years old, nearly all wearing normal children’s clothing: jeans, t-shirts with outlandish robots and movie characters; the girls all have on cute blouses, leggings and the like. Sitting at the front of the room there is one child who is not dressed like the others. He wears a pinstripe suit; he looks like the type of character you would expect to see in a parody of the 1920s. The child stands up from his chair slowly then begins to walk toward the middle of the front row, where a podium stands, unattended. SLAM, goes the gavel as the child smacks the wooden mallet on the podium; the kids all immediately snap to attention. The suit-wearing youth begins to speak in a thick English accent “I hereby call to order this meeting of the Secret Society of Chocolate Children.” Without missing a beat, all of the children then pull the same candy bar out of their pockets- a Hershey bar- and raise it into the air, in unison they begin to chant:

Chocolate, Chocolate! Yum yum yum.
Chocolate, Chocolate! Fun fun fun.
Though say our parents it is forbidden,
Oh how we are so smitten.
We shall stand in defiance, stand for what’s right,
We shall eat our pure chocolate, each and every night!

After they have finished singing, everyone begins to eat their Hershey bar. The suited child looks on, smiling maniacally, for he knows something that they all do not know: tonight is the night he will rob the society of all of its chocolate and rat them out to the police. He will abscond with hundreds of Hershey bars and live a life of comfort in Mexico while the rest of them rot in prison. The thought of all this makes him smile again, but as soon as he does, sirens begin to go off all around him. Everyone scrambles to hide their chocolate, and the suited child makes a break for the door. The sirens get louder and louder and when the child opens the door he is assaulted by a powerful white light.
“Billy?” Billy can hear the soothing voice of his mother, it was all a dream. “Billy, it’s time to get up for school!”
Billy rubs his eyes and looks around his room, then out his window before calmly turning to see his mother. As he begins to speak it is clear he is American “I’ll be downstairs in just a second, mom.” And with that, his mother smiles and leaves the room. Billy pulls out a notepad from under his pillow; at the top are the words ‘to-do list’ and below it are the words ‘Buy a pinstripe suit’ and 'adopt an English accent' Billy reaches across his bed to the nightstand to pick up a pen, and then slowly he writes out “Start the secret society of chocolate children.”