And some were left behind.
“Good riddance to the Fruit Cakes”, they laughed.
And then, the horrors began. The world turned itself inside out. And nothing could be experienced but the burning and the screaming. And the ones with still half a mind, found themselves yearning for some Fruit Cake. But no. Too late.
And then. Reality refactors itself again and we find ourselves, all of us, together again, the fruitcakes and the left overs, and we determine to never let that happen again.
And we all lived happily ever after.