A really messy and unexplainable story (ARMAUS)

Page 6

After a couple of hours, the mansion was dead silent again, signaling to Kaito that everyone else was asleep, so he quietly snuck out of the attic, creeping around the house to get some food. Once in the kitchen, Kaito enjoyed a fair bit of food, as he was about to return to the attic, he suddenly froze in place. His glance trailed out the kitchen window. Outside, an ice cream truck had just pulled up directly across the street from the mansion. The driver seemed familiar..then it hit Kaito. That was the same ice cream man that Sam bought ice cream from the week before. (Yes, Kaito stalks her 24/7, what a creep.)

At first, he didn’t think too much of it, I mean the same ice cream trucks can run the same route on different days. Wait. Ice cream trucks dont run at 2 in the morning, why was there an ice cream truck across the street then? Simple, the driver had seemed to grow fond of Sam, after they had met. Even if they only knew eachother because of the purchase of some ice cream, the man in the truck couldn’t move on from such a woman. All Rod’s life, he had faced nothing but rejection from women, because he didn’t meet society’s standards for how a man should look, he wasn’t a lanky or muscular guy, he was more on the bigger side.

Rod decided the only way to be loved was to take it himself. He’d kidnap Sam, this wouldn't be a problem for him. He knew where she lived, and had plenty of experience with kidnapping, after all, he was the one behind several missing children reports, and thus far he hadn’t even come close to being caught.

At the house across the street, a window’s curtains were drawn back. A ehite haired male with a plague doctor mask on peered out, at the ice cream truck, managing to follow the driver’s gaze/ “Why is he looking at Sam’s window…? Not gonna lie, this guy’s kinda sus…” He muttered, pulling out his phone to message Sam. This male was Ronan, one of Sam’s closest friends that she’d known even before being summoned by Kaito. He stopped typing out his message when he heard noises in his own home, as well as seeing movement from the truck outside.

Poor Ronan now had to decide which issue was more pressing, the sound of approaching footsteps, of the ice cream man now picklocking the lock on the front door of the Kuwata’s home. Ronsn panicked for a moment, before yoinking the window up and jumping out of it, running across the street and reaching for his taser, which unfortunately he didn’t have on him. He panicked, realizing he didn’t grab the taser, but instead he grabbed a rubber chicken. “Well this is bad. Really bad.” Ronan muttered, as the ice cream man grabbed him by the throat. Ronan was sure this was the end, until a large hammer flew out of nowhere, freeing Ronan from the ice cream man’s grip.

Both the ice cream man and Ronan were caught off guard by this event, and both turned to face Ronan’s house, just at the moment that a large muscular clown who shockingly resembled Ronald McDonald. (WOAH SO CRAZY). “OOOOOOOOOOH NO. Not YOU. Go away you gay clown!” Ronan shouted. He and the clown (Ronald) aruged back and forth for a good while, and while this was going on, Rod snuck into the house and casually kidnapped Sam (yk, nothing unusual.)

By the time Ronan and Ronald stopped arguing, the ice cream truck was long gone, and so was Sam. Ronan quietly processed this for a moment, before taking off his mask and glaring at Ronald. “You idiot! You distracted me and now that probably gay ice cream man just kidnapped my best friend!” The clown rubbed the back of his head. “Oh uh, my bad, uhhh how about a date?” He offered, earning a more menacing death glare from Ronan. “No, we are NOT going on a dumb date you idiot! That man thing just stole my only friend in this world, and now it makes me want to play a tiny violin.” He sobbed out, dramatically. “If I help you can we go on a date--?” Ronald offered. “I'll consider it, Let’s go.”