3rd POV:
"Bye Mr. Y/n!" The small child giggled and skipped out of the candy shop. It was your shift today and it was the day before Halloween. You waved bye as two kids walked in. "Hello Mr! Happy spookie month!" You sighed and smiled, you liked skid and pump, unlike your coworkers. "Hey guys! Finally some nice kids-" you sigh looking at the window. You see a red demon, realizing it is the cannibal killer, Bob Velseb. "You kids come with me." You stare at the tall red demon, flipping him off and bringing them to the back.
"Here," you give them a box of candy. "Be safe you two, go home. I don't want my favorite coustermers getting hurt. Ok?" You say, making sure they are all set. "OK Mr. Y/n!" You waved goodbye as they left. You walked back inside to see Bob eating the some candy on the counter. "Shoo! I have to sell those!" You say, looking at him with no fear, Bob gets confused by this and he walks toward you grinning and holding a knife. Little does he know you have a sharp peppermint stick, you pull it out and hold it up to him. "Back off ya spooky betch!" You say, holding it up to his mask. You punch him in the gut and run to turn the lights off, and turn the open sign to closed. You then go outside and breath. Bob Velseb nowhere to be seen. You remember his tall silluet and blush lightly, fixing yourself and stopping your blush. "You cannot like a serial killer, get your head in the game Y/n." You say to yourself as you start to walk home.
While you walk, you start to feel a heavy breathing on your neck and you turn around only to be grabbed by the tall demon. "Well hello~ Did you know-" His thick accent make your arm hair rise. But he was cut off my you. "Did YOU know I am not going to have you kill me? I could make you into a nice peppermint." You say smiling. He just stared at you in awe and confusion, grinning more. "Awe Darlin', don't you worry. I won't kill ya, but... you belong to me now. Ya hear?" You just laugh. "How about no. You broke back marshmallow. Fuck off!" And with that, you kick him in the balls, and run home.
~next day brought by author~
First pov:
Another day- yesterday was interesting. Liked by a serial killer, who would have thought.
(Leavin it here till next chapter, bye my victims!)
