Fly out of there!

You hop on the cow's back as it laughs. The Tea Gods chase you but the fairy cow is faster!!! You escape. You escape? Escape?

Escape? Escape? Escape? Escape?

Escape? Escape? Escape? Escape?

Escape? Escape? Escape? Escape?

Escape? Escape? Escape? Escape?

The Tea Gods will hunt you down. I will never let this go. You must sip a drop of tea. I will never rest until you know the beauty of tea. I can never die. I am tea. Good luck getting your fellow Brits to aid you in escaping us.

We are Britain, Turkey, China, and Ireland. And soon we will conquer the world. Good luck Prime Minster. You will fail.

Ending Six: I'm flying!

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