Wings of Fire: FOOD FIGHT!

Note: some disturbing content (in very small amounts) DISCLAIMER: This is for a contest. I may or may not make a sequel to this if I like the idea, so, um, that's happening! Now, ONTO THE STORY!!!!
In the land of Foodopolis, there is one big tribe called the foodwings. Yet, that tribe has split up into even smaller tribes, such as:
The Breakfastwings
The Dessertwings
The Lunchwings
The Dinnerwings
The Brunchwings, ect. 
The problem is, each smaller tribe thinks that they are better then everything else, the best foodtype of all! There is a leaderboard, and other dragon tribes from around the world send in votes to say which food type is the best, with the fruitwings being in the lead (most of the votes were from rainwings). Because of this, the fruitwings act extremely superior, thinking that they are the best tribe in the history of Pyrrhia and Pantala, and have declared war on the other food tribes, saying that they all should be executed, for they are the best. Queen Blueberry won't even let French Toast (the main character, coming later) live, even though he has fruit on him! So now, he's in hiding with all the other Brunchwing refugees, hiding, plotting, and planning. Waiting, ready to strike like a viper at any. Possible. Moment. Unfortunately, this moment has not come (yet).
One day, French Toast was exploring the cave and found a strange little tunnel. He peeked through the other side and found the Breakfastwings, of which had taken shelter in the very. Same. Cave, not even knowing it was already occupied. French Toast crept through quietly, and found Orange Juice and Pancakes on either side of ANOTHER French Toast. *French Toast is a common name, and is considered both Breakfast AND Brunch, so this did not surprise French Toast* French Toast turned back to share his discovery with the rest of his tribe-in-hiding, and suddenly felt something...or somebody aggressively tugging on his tail! He slowly...slowly...SLOWLY, turned around to find Egg, (Bacon's boyfriend) pulling him into their cave! French Toast dug his claws into the wall surrounding the entrance of the crevice, sparks flying up from his claws as he got pulled further into the other side. Eventually, his arms got tired, forcing him to let go and let Egg pull him in. Egg immediately started talking. "What are you doing? Do you want to get us in trouble? You cannot go to the brunchwing side! They cannot know we're here!" He turned his head to his own French Toast, and said, "And I see an imposter is here from that very side." He frowned in disapproval. French Toast cried, "WAIT! You've got it all wrong! I'M the brunchwing!" *Snort* "Yeah, right! Come on, help me haul him out." French Toast did not, so Egg ended up doing all the work. Suddenly, Egg's eyes narrowed. "Wait a minute...what happened to all your blueberries? Where did the strawberries come from?" Realization filled his eyes and he threw out French Toast and pulled back in the other French Toast.
When French Toast tumbled back into his cave, he found it empty. He searched the place for any sign of life, and found a note lying on the floor. It read:
These dragons have hereby placed under arrest and will be executed for disobeying queen Blueberry's orders. They have been in hiding and have committed severe treason. Signed, Banana of the royal guard. Long live the queen! 
French Toast ripped it up and threw it to the ground in horror. They've been taken. Who's next? He suddenly heard scrabbling coming from the breakfastwings' cave. He rushed to the gap and slowed, peering out through the crack, through the thin side. Egg and Bacon were being thrown to the ground, bound toes to snout and thrown to the ground. French Toast noticed the fruitwings (Banana and Orange) had left an extra thread of chains to drag the dragons along the floor. But they weren't finished. The rest of the fruitwings stormed the cave and took the rest of the Breakfastwings, as French Toast watched in horror, unable to tear himself away from the crack in the wall. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back like somedragon was stabbing a sword through his body. Before he could turn around to get even a thin glimpse of his attacker, his vision clouded and faded to black, but as he was losing consciousness, he mumbled, "The fruitwings...they've finally come for me."
When French Toast woke up, he panicked. He was lying on a cot in the corner of the sweetwings' cave, and Smore's and Ice Cream were glaring at him very intensely. Smore's suddenly cried out, 
"PLEASE KINDLY remind me why we let a BRUNCHWING in here."
Syrup said, "Because he's going to help us take down the fruitwings."
TO BE CONTINU-
"Um. NO," Smore's suddenly complained. "Just because he has syrup on him does NOT mean he's suddenly one of us!" Syrup groaned and said, "For now he is! Now SHUT UP! This part of the story is over!"
"Ugh, FINE."
TO BE CONTINUED! (FOR REAL THIS TIME.) (YES I AM DOING A SERIES!!!!)
LINK TO OTHER PARTS (SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO SEARCH!!!!):
Wings of Fire: FOOD FIGHT! Part 2
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