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S.W sighed thinking of how how he just killed The Dancing Banana..Even though The Dancing Banana has committed many crimes to his colleagues. The Dancing Banana was a greedy, selfish cold bastard to S.W. But why did he feel remorse for killing such a monster?
He needed mental clarity so he decided to walk to his favourite coffee shop. But before he did he thought about The Dancing Banana who was on the floor, The Dancing Banana was strangely smiling as he was left to bleed out on the floor. A twisted smile painted on his features, his dead corpse looked like he thought of his own death as some twisted joke that only he understood.
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Meanwhile...
You, y/n were eating the burgers you got from the burger shop with your father. It was nice and warm inside the house as it was filled with happiness despite what had unknowingly happened outside.
Your dad remained on the couch while you sat on the floor to not accidentally crush him in this fragile state of his.
"So y/n how much were the burgers?" Your bean dad asked softly. "Eh, we're loaded still so it doesn't really matter.. But they costed 20 dollars... Each." You say giggling. Your bean dad looked surprised.
"20?! Dollars?!You know, I always bought cheap burgers or cooked my own since I was so scared I'd leave no money just in case you got injured and I had to pay for health care." He chuckled weakly.
"Whaaaat? I thought you did that because you said that expensive burgers were more calories?!" You exclaimed surprised at this life changing knowledge.
Your dad laughed and suddenly looked very determined as he responded.
"Wow just talking to you makes me feel way better!" I think I can stand now y/n!" Your dad proceeds to stand, yet it is quite wobbly so you support him back to the couch. "Easy there dad, no pressure.. Alright?" You chuckled
Your dad chuckles excitedly in response "Maybe tomorrow I can continue my janitor duties..." He shows you the studio being rebuilt on his phone. "Well they're actually really quick to get back on their feet!" He laughed thinking about how he could bond with you over janitor duties.
You laughed tiredly, quite exhausted from all the events. "Hey kiddo are you alright?" Your father says, worry drenched in his tone and his face. "I'm so... Tired." You say smiling drowsily.
You immediately collapse on the floor as your limbs no longer ached from all that stress. The darkness was now warm and comforting.
Meanwhile when you were asleep...
S.W was now thinking he was just as bad as the banana, his mind was extremely stressed.
He got his justice but was he now as bad as the banana? Was he a horrible person undeserving of redemption? He rubbed his forehead to try and make it less tense. "Ughhh" He groaned in anger sipping his coffee.
He was about to break from all the pressure, his throat hurt from all the thinking... He got his justice but at the cost of his mental health.
*CRACK*
*THUD*
A person immediately fell onto the table. S. W rushed to the table immediately as he checked their pulse. There was no mere pulse.. He panicked placing his hand on their heart... Nothing. He looked at their eyes... They were hollow and blank. "What.. What the HELL is this?!" He sneered giving into his anger.
He examined the body to see any signs of life, eventually giving up and calling his agency about what had happened. As he did so he dug through their belongings to see if there was any evidence as he gently picked the evidence apart.
While doing so he asked everyone to evacuate the area as the police swarmed the cafe.
Somehow S.W felt in his heart that The Dancing Banana had caused this person to lose their life.. He just had an extremely strong feeling. S. W ran to where he last shot the banana only to find nothing...There wasn't even a trace of Dancing Bananas blood that leaked out if him.. This is.. Impossible?! S.W shook in fear and realization.
The Dancing Bananas body was missing...
He immediately ran to his agency and asked to search the neighborhood cameras. He shook in fear of his life and the lives of others. He immediately went and recorded the footage from before, sweating nervously in the dark recording room, the light from the T. V illuminating the darkness as he rewinded the recording.
He watched the screen in horror as he witnessed almost EXACTLY at the same time the person fell, the cameras malfunctioned and The Dancing Bananas body dissappeared....Why the hell did the cameras malfunction?! This agency invests a lot of money onto cameras for safety reasons!
Just whatis he?
S.W tensed as he looked around the darkness feeling unease as he immediately walked out of the recording room. He sat down on his work computer and looked through the Shovelware companies history.
He clicked on a strange site which looked untouched. This was... Years ago..
He found a strange obby that was closed down on the website...how intriguing... He noticed something strange as he looked at the online mapping of the obstacle course... It was demolished now so he couldn't visit sadly...He saw something in the very corner of the picture.
He gasped in fear.
Was that a shrine? Why the HELL is there a shrine?! He looked into it further looking at the comments... They were all of praise for The Dancing Banana... S.W's face contorted in disgust. This amount of praise is certainly not normal! S.W was honestly going to be sick.
"I loved this obby!"
"The Dancing Banana is the best!"
"I want to give everything to The Dancing Banana!"
