"Flat is justice!" The white knight yells as he charges on his steel clad horse, javelin in hand.
"Oppai is truth!" The black knight retorts, battle axe primed for an overhead strike.
Just as they were about to collide, a woman wearing a pristine turquoise gown broke into the arena. The knights halted before their weapons pierced the maiden who was doubled over, taking several deep breaths from rushing to stop the feud.
"What is the meaning of this?" The white knight asks.
"Yeah, what he said?" The black knight agrees with no thought of his own.
The woman took one last deep breath before standing straight. It was when she stood that the knights noticed the slit running down her gown, exposing parts of her legs and hips. When the knights looked back at her face, her smile and eyes screamed that of a knowledgeable woman, who although young, has witnessed the truth of the debate.
"There is no winner in the debate of the premium oppai. It's extremely nice seeing some premium boinging in the distance, but the flatness of a woman and combining that with a tomboy nature means that it would be very much like hanging out with your best friend. So, why don't we all agree on something that we know is the truth."
"Thighs are prime!"
Her shout carried across the arena, silencing the jeering crowd. The knights grunted from the power of her words, but when they settled into their ears, the arena burst into laughter.
"Now that is something that we can all agree on. Huh, brother." The white knight says.
"Thighs truly are the best, especially on my waifu."
The entire arena cheered and the kingdoms of Oppai and Flat combined under a new banner, where the thickest of thighs rule all.
Then the author who wrote this piece of trash sat back, read it back to himself, and realized how fucking stupid this sounds. He'll still post it anyway cause he doesn't care anymore.