Idk how to make a description, all im saying is that you should read this textfic/story. thanks btw i might due multiple endings if you ask lmao im done with this
someone said they wanted part 2 so here it is! thanks for requesting the part 2, i literally had no intention of doing this till you asked. and sorry its late, i've been working on my other chatfics. btw i know i said i was going to do it anyway, yeah no like i said, i started a new chatfic and lots of people want that one to be updated. anyways enjoy
"Menma-chan~" stated the girl aka (y/n). Oh how he hated that nickname. The only reason why he hated it was because of past experiences he's had with (y/n), her calling him that, and what came after. Just know, it was always gruesome.
"Don't hide from us~" oh and her overprotective yandere brother. Don't get him started on him. His smiles are sweet, almost too sweet for him. When and if Menma looks at (Y/n) the wrong way, killing intent makes its way to the surface. When that happens, the tension in the hair gets thicker and thicker as seconds go by. Almost suffocating, as mere regular humans would put it. Menma hid the best he could listening to someone's psychotic laughter inch closer and closer towards where he was. Maybe, he thought to himself.
'i can find a way out of here without getting caught'
Oh how he was wrong. The mere fact the (y/n) has been in his hiding spot came in his mind. She grinned as she noticed he got the gut feeling of her presence lingering in his head space.
"Did you miss me" she whispered in his ear. His eyes widened before attempting to push open the door to his hiding place, but she had already grabbed him.
"Were you trying to escape, pretty please can you tell me" she practically begged him to answer. She loved teasing scared people, it was always fun to her. He shakily nodded, scared of even saying the wrong thing.
"go on then, i'll give you 10 seconds to run" That was enough for him to open the door without thinking of possible reasons she would give him the chance of running. When he opened the door he was met with a smiley Haru.
'oh no'
Haru suddenly grabbed Menma and started dragging him to an unspecified place. At first, Menma's pleads were heard before (Y/n) put tape over his mouth. He still tried screaming but it was no use.
Everywhere else in the house the group of friends were spread out. At the moment, Douma was attending to Kusuo's needs and wants. Despite Kusuo saying he didn't need or want anything. He changed his mind when a cart full of coffee jelly made it's way to random tables around the house. Douma felt the change in his mood, through his aura. He then gave a whole cart to Kusuo. He then went to attend to Nendou's needs, which as you know, was ramen. Douma took him to an all you can eat ramen buffet not far from the kitchen, where for the first time in forever, he was silent. Kaidou was somewhere, probably doing something random. Aren was by the motorcycle garage, looking shy to ask about it. Douma noticed the shyness in his aura a bit, so he walked by him.
"Hello Kuboyasu-sama, would you like to know anything, or take a ride on any" Douma bowed and questioned. He saw Aren's eyes widen before turning into sparkles, with them floating around him
(like this- my baby is so cute enjgtkrkht i love rin)
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"Really?! We can take rides on them? Scratch that, can you take me on a ride" Aren immediately responded
"Well yeah, but i won't be taking you, it'll be our dear servant Kei-kun" As soon as that name was said someone with, as it seems anger issues came stomping over to the two. "tiny peepee man don't call me kei-kun, my name is keiji, and who the hell are these random imbeciles in here" the boy, aka Keiji nagged.
"They aren't imbeciles, they're our master's friends you dimwit- AND WAIT DON'T CALL ME TINY PEEPEE MAN", Douma fumed
"WELL IT ISN'T MY FAULT YOU HAVE A TINY PEEPEE" Keiji insulted.
"OH YEAH, THAT'S WHY I'M TELLING MASTER (Y/N) ON YOU" Keiji's eyes widened, "No! anything but that spawn of satan" he trembled to himself.
"No you called me tiny peepee man, you chose this fate" Douma teased. Aren sweatdropped just in the middle of this conversation. Keiji suddenly glared at Aren, and he tensed up.
"Master (y/n) is mine pretty boy so fuck off" Douma then glared at Keiji, clearly not liking his statement. Keiji being Keiji, glared back.
"Can we take a ride? (y/n) did say if you didn't attend to our needs, wants and desires you'll be punished" Both Douma and Keiji both realized what she meant by that. Keiji mumbled,"come with me and pick one pretty boy"
"you're a pretty boy as well Keiji" Douma said as Keiji walked away
"HONESTLY TINY PEEPEE MAN EVERYONE HERE IS EITHER A PRETTY BOY OR AN ADORABLE GIRL"
"YOU RIGHT OKAY BYE KEI-KUN"
"BYE YOU DIMWIT"
Everyone was doing there own thing. A bell sounding noise came from seemingly nowhere.
"Testing. Testing. FUCKING TESTING ALREADY"
Everyone winced at the volume of the screaming, except douma who already had his ears covered.
"A h e m, sorry about that. Attention everyone in this fucking mansion house thingy, report to master (y/n)'s room in 30 minutes or you'll be fucking sorry you didn't. Also i believe in (Y/n) supremacy, All hail (Y/n)-sama with a side of Master Haru, but like- (y/n)-sama is so pretty, i'd make a cult for her. Shout,"All hail master (y/n) if you'd join my cult"
You could hear Douma, and a faint Keiji shout,"All hail master (y/n)" Everyone hears the voice again
"confirmed Douma and Keiji are FUCKING SIMPS AND SO AM I HAHABJBA-" The mysterious voice started choking. Douma started wheezing when he heard the mysterious voice make a horse cough like noise.
"i- *cough* im done with- *chokes*"
The speaker/intercom turned off, but Douma was still laughing.
"Alright you heard him, 30 minutes until we go to master (Y/n's) room" Douma said.
"Who was the voice anyways, Mr.Douma?" Kaidou asked stopping from whatever he was doing. Douma replied, "That was another servant, his name is Katsumi, he has anger problems, but you didn't hear that from me. OH and I think he's master (Y/n's) favorite servant" Everyone nodded in understanding. Kinda jealous though.
"Anyways, I think we should head up now, it is a long way from here to master's room" Douma said, rather excitedly.
"Kei-kun, master (Y/n) is mineeee" All of a sudden Keiji like teleports, in front of Douma, and starts yelling at Douma, while Douma was trying his best to get teary eyed, so he could show (y/n).
"ARE YOU SERIOUS- wait are your eyes- YOU BETTER NOT TELL ON ME YOU SNITCH"
"TOO LATE NOW PRETTY BOY IM TELLING SO YOU CAN GET PUNISHED LIKE MENMA, IM BASICALLY DOING YOU A FAVOR"
"NO ONE WANTS TO GET FORCED TO WATCH A YAOI ANIME WHILE TIED TO A CHAIR WITH A CLOTH IN THEIR MOUTH" Keiji yelled. Everyone thought the same thing after that..
'that was oddly specific'
"WOAHH ARE YOU TWO TALKING ABOUT YARICHIN BITCH CLUB" Toritsuka yelled at the two arguing boys. They both turned to him with widened eyes. "HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT YARICHIN BITCH CLUB?!" They both yelled at him. "I DON'T KNOW" He answered embarrassed.
"YEAH YOU DO- WE HAVE 5 MINUTES TO GET TO MASTERS ROOM"
i didnt know how to end this. im gonna post part three later today. longest chapter ever. 1299 words.......... LIKE UH WOW
