Don't you love how chapter three is day two, and chapter four will be day three, and so on?
Anyways I'm not sorry for any spelling mistakes, my phone typer thing blurry cuz I trired
Nomnomnomnomonolmnomnom burger
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Hisoka hadn't realized there were more employees other than him, the mice, the teenage girl, and the manager.
Apparently there's also a drug addict, though Hisoka doesn't have the heart to tell them that they're dyslexic and smoking reed and not weed.
A wanted criminal who escaped from jail who puts all his wanted posters and mugshots on the fridge. Apparently he's the teenagers "child."
He's, at the very least, thirty.
When Hisoka tried to figure out his age he just pointed a onek at him think it was a knife because of the dyslexia, asking Hisoka why he needs to know.
Hisoka grabbed the onek and stabbed himself, to assert dominance.
There's also one other employee who will be coming in later today. They may or may not be human, according to the mad scientist writing on the wall.
It spelt out Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow mew mew meow meow purr *pun here* meow 01010010 01100001 01101000 00101100 00100000 01110010 01100001 01101000 00101101 01100001 01101000 00101101 01100001 01101000 00101101 01100001 01101000 00001101 00001010 01010010 01101111 01101101 01100001 00101100 00100000 01110010 01101111 01101101 01100001 00101101 01101101 01100001 00001101 00001010 01000111 01100001 01100111 01100001 00101100 00100000 01101111 01101111 01101000 00101101 01101100 01100001 00101101 01101100 01100001 00001101 00001010 01010111 01100001 01101110 01110100 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 01110010 00100000 01100010 01100001 01100100 00100000 01110010 01101111 01101101 01100001 01101110 01100011 01100101 00100000
So, Hisoka's guessing it's Shalnark's less evil twin. Because he's the type of person to mew and then robot aggressively. Thank for Ted talk.
[Edit: the author was very tired while writing this chapter. I almost feel bad for you guys about how bad it is, but you honestly deserve it. Did a bit of editing tho, just because the spelling mistakes were horrendous.]
"You ever kill someone?" The escaped convict randomly asked during the middle of their shift.
"I can't say that I have~" Hisoka said. Hisoka is a law abiding citizen, anyone who tells you otherwise is insane.
"Oh," The criminal—Hisoka hadn't gotten anyone's name yet, nobody wears name tags here—blinked slowly, "well that puts a damper on our relationship."
"Such a pity~" Was all Hisoka said in response.
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Hisoka would have to kill thirty-two people and steal all their fingers in order to have enough fingers to count how many times people have yelled at him about the broken ice cream machine. Assuming every person had eleven fingers on each hand, that is.
Because most people don't, in fact, have eleven fingers on each hand, Hisoka would actually have to kill quite a few more people than that.
The ice cream machine wasn't even broken, Hisoka just liked being yelled at and degraded.
Don't kink shame him, he's the main character.
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Almost the entire troupe came in this time. The moody teenage employee commenting that "Oh, the cult is here early. It's not even Thursday yet."
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Hisoka works at McDonald's
FanfictionThe title basically says it all, but a more in depth explanation: Hisoka loses a bet and has to work at McDonald's. It's very sad. Alexa, play despacito. Am I making a story because it's 2 Am and I want to procrastinate writing my other one? Yes, I...
