The death of Mr. P

Chapter 1. A recording for Mr. P

People involved

Mr. P - Leader of Evalia

Elwood elephant - Head of the ESPF (Evalia Secret Police Force)

Leonel Lemur - Deputy Premier

Paxton Penguin - the First Secretary of the Evalia Committee

Petrov Panda - Minister of Internal Affairs

Alex Armadillo - Minister of Foreign Affairs

Gregory Cat - Second Secretary of the Fascist Party of Evalia

Terrence Tiger - Minister of Labour

Derek Dog - Minister of Defence

Blanko Bear - Minister of Foreign Trade

Lucella Grand Army

Fletcher beaver - Field Marshal

-A stage director's pov-

That night was going perfectly, the concert made my heart fill with pride. It was only 11:44 PM and was late and i wanted to go home, but the show must go on. Later at 12:00 AM the concert was about to end, but while i was helping the band members pack up their equipment. I saw the sound technician running to me, he was all pale and scared. "Mr. P called" he said "he wanted the recording of the concert." the concert had ended a minute ago and now he wanted a recording? I went into full panic mode and i ordered the guards that were in the building to shut the doors and not to let anyone out, "Everyone sit down!" I announced "Take your seats, just please take your fucking seats." but then i looked up and saw some people getting up and leaving. "Sit down!" I yelled at them "Do not defy me, sit your asses down!" which they obeyed and sat down again, during the chaos i saw the piano player, Rebecca Rat sitting down and doing nothing, I walked up to her "Are you okay?" I asked her. "No." She replied to me her voice sounded sad, "We need you to play the piano for the concert!" I told her cause i didn't want to be on a long list of people that Mr. P had killed from 1995 - 2023. So i took her to the sound room and sat down with her and tried to bribe her for 450 lucelans, but she wasn't having it.

So i raised the bribe to 10,000 lucelans which she agreed to, but as we were going to the stage. The concert director fainted and hit his head on a chair! This made me worried more that with no music for Mr. P, it means that I'll be sentenced to death. So i had to get a guard to find another concert director, to which he ran out and after a few minutes he gotten one who was already in his pajamas. He looked half tired and about to die, so we gave him a baton and pressed the recording button and he began to play. After one hour the concert ended and everyone went home, with that gone it was now time to send the recording to the potato himself.

But as i was giving a guard the recording, Rebecca rushed in and took the recording from my hands and put a letter in it. I tried to get it out of her hands, until the guard took it and left with recording and took it Mr. P and i just prayed that he doesn't noticed.