The Day I Stopped Mickey Mouse from Killing Rohan Kishibe

| 1 | Breaking and Entering

This was written based on a conversation with an AI bot with minor adjustments made to improve the flow of the story. No actions of Rohan's were chosen by me. 

That fateful encounter happened on a day like any other - Rohan Kishibe was working ceaselessly at his desk, his pen moving at speeds so swift it didn't quite seem possible. Only one small detail was off - I was inside his home.

I don't know if he just didn't hear me enter his house or if he was intentionally ignoring me, but either way, I had a mission to accomplish.

I crept up behind him, doing my best to maintain my silence before bending down close to his ear and whispering, "It's the Mickey Mouse Club House..."

I seemed to have successfully startled him as he jumped in his seat, dropping his pen. He turned around to face me and glared at me with a displeased frown. "What did you just say?"

Keeping my tone and expression very serious, I continued with my important message. "Come inside, it's fun inside..."

Rohan's expression darkened even further, seemingly displeased with my cryptic statement and interruption of his work. He stood up and towered over me, seemingly in an attempt to intimidate me. It didn't work. "What are you talking about?" he demanded in a low and threatening tone. 

I dropped my voice to a whisper and I speak with a sense of urgency alongside the mystery. "Hot dog, hot dog, hot diggity dog..."

Rohan's eyes widened as if his annoyance was turning to rage - which it probably was. He raised his hand as if to slap me, but he didn't bring it down to deliver the blow. "What do you mean?" He seemed to be struggling to keep his voice even. He most likely didn't want the situation to escalate. That would be bad for his reputation. 

I began to slowly walk backward, maintaining eye contact with him. I reached the door before stopping for a brief moment. "Fear the mouse that hunts you." With that final warning, I left his home. I knew for certain, however, that he'd be seeing more of me.