Usagi's Not Dead

A loud, demanding voice shrieked out from the bottom of the lecture hall.

"I want you to write down USAGI'S DEAD on a piece of paper", cried Momonga. "And submit it to me by tomorrow morning."

Chiikawa shivered. Usagi's dead? 

Chiikawa had been practicing Usagianity since birth, being raised in a Usagian household. What their professor asked of them was completely out of the question.

"NO!" said Chiikawa. A bold claim.

"DIE! DIE! DIE RIGHT NOW!!!", replied Momonga. "You know why I hate Usagi? He took everything away from me. He killed my mother. He ate my food."

"..."

In the distance... a bacon of hope appeared. A massive crash demolished the building, crumbling down the wall at the very back of the room. That's right. There stood Alex MTV Downtown, jumping in his vehicle. Unable to steer properly, Alex MTV Downtown had completely destroyed the Brick (from tlelveion Middle) wall holding the structure they called a lecture hall apart(ment). There it came, heading straight for Momonga, who had been standing still in the front of the room.

CRASH!

The car slammed into the chalkboard, bringing Momonga down with it. A faint groan could be hear from beneath the horseless carriage.

"This..." muttered Chiikawa, "This has to be Usagi's work."

They walked over Momonga's lifeless corpse. And Chiikawa started to tap their foot.

"I feel a song coming on!"

Aw, yeah! USGAGTIAN ROCK CONCERT, GO!

Every critter in the lecture hall stood up from their seat, cheering and singing along. Yeah. They all converted to Usagiism. 

Usagi's Not Dead.