Villain Monoma

Cafe

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The door to the cafe opened, letting in the crisp autumn breeze. The waitress at the counter greeted the customer. "Welcome to sweet rolls cafe! What can I get for you today?" Said the woman with the required brown apron that accentuated her bright orange, shoulder length hair. "Umm, I'll have an iced coffee and pound cake please." Said the guest. "Okay, that'll be $8.68." About 5 minutes go by and the customer picks up their order and proceeds to a table next to a window.

Lofi jazz is lightly playing in the air and the sun is casting reds and oranges through the glass creating a calming atmosphere. The customer takes a sip of their coffee, taking in the safe haven from the struggles of the day, enjoying the sweet cake and aromatic coffee beans. What a way to wash away the tribulations of the day.

"SURPRISE PEASANTS!! YOUR KING HAS GRACED YOU WITH HIS PRESENCE!" The customer looks up and sees a giant hole now taking the place of the chandelier in the middle of the cafe, and the sparkling crystals now scattered on the floor. Everyone is now staring at the blonde mad man that is the source of the absolute mess. He is stood in the middle of the cafe with the most disturbing grin that bares all of his teeth holding what seems to be a duffel bag. "I know I know. I'm gorgeous. A walking statue if you will. But don't mind me just here on a little field trip."

He walks over to the counter where the waitress was now standing, arms crossed and annoyance plastered on her face. "Monoma." She said, disgust laced in her tone. "Aki. Glad to see me?" She smirked with a grimace "ecstatic." She said in the most sarcastic way possible. " I bolted it down this time so have fun." The man looked down at the register and back at her and then to his duffel bag as he threw it out. He then reached for the register and ripped it from its hinges. The woman was to stunned to speak, staring at him in complete shock before pinching the bridge of her nose in defeat. "Super strength this time? Just take it." She said. "Gladly. OKAY IT WAS NICE TO MEET ALL OF YOU BUT I REALLY MUST BE GOING!" He said as he carried the computer under his arm headed for the doors. But before he left, he made eye contact with the customer who was completely baffled, and made a b line straight to her table. He then grabbed the pound cake from the plate and stuck it in his mouth winking before he headed for the door. "FAREWELL MY PEASANTS!" He yelled as he kicked the glass door out which instead broke into a million pieces. "Oops...." He said, then left laughing maniacally, leaving everyone but the waitress perplexed. "He does this every first Tuesday of the month. It's nothing new. But I apologize." She said as she grabbed the broom to begin cleaning the mess.

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So this if my fist time writing something like this so idk if it's good or not but it's something sooo.....enjoy!