˜"*°•.Short Yandere stories. But with a twist....You don't know who the Yandere is until the end! •°*"˜
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The Manberg festival was closer and closer and (Y/N), Fundy and Karl were in the charge of the decorations.They worked for days on end. Putting coloful chains on the houses, having balloons in the colors of the Manberg flag. The last thing they needed to do was making food.
Fortunately (Y/N) was a great cook and baker so that was by far the best part of preparing for the festival.
So Fundy, (Y/N) and Karl went to the kitchen and started baking cakes and pumpkin pies. "How many of these do we need??" Asked (Y/N) as she put another cake to the oven.
They now had about seven cakes and five pumpkin pies. Yeah sure, the whole server was invited but still how were they going to eat seven cakes and five pumpkin pies?? And if that wasn't a lot, they still had to prepare something for dinner.
Maybe steak with potatoes??? Or Fish and Chips?? Either way it was still going to be a bunch of work.
"I think we should stop with the cakes soon and instead focus on the pies more." Fundy noted as he himself prepared a pumpkin pie. Naturally it made sense to stop doing cakes and start doing pies. So Karl and (Y/N) started focusing on cakes more.
Doing the pies was fun. It was easier than doing cakes and the baking time was significantly shorter as well. Karl finished making the pie and then looked around the room as if he was searching for something.
"What are you looking for Karl??" Questioned the young baker girl as she noticed how stressed he seemed when he looked around the room. "The clock. Does anyone know what time is it??" Karl said quickly. Fundy nodded and looked at the watch on his wrist. "It's four a clock."
Karl's face went as pale as a wall at the fox hybrids words. He then without a word went to the door and ran out. Fundy and (Y/N) shouted his name out a couple of times but Karl wasn't coming back.
"Oh this is just great." Growled Fundy as he sat down on a chair. (Y/N) crossed her hands and tilted her head to the side, not really knowing What to say. "Now we're never going to make it it time. We still have plenty of food to prepare."
He sighed and shook his head slightly. His fox ears down and his tail no longer swinging from side to side. (Y/N) reached his hand out to him but before she got close to him, he stood up.
