Pizza Tower: Pepperman x Female Human Reader.

Refusing A Deal + Searching For Y/n + The Job

Y/n: *Narrows her eyes* Pizzahead? So, you're the guy who sent Pizzaface after me?

Pizzahead: *Grins brightly* The one and only! I'm surprised you weren't easily caught by Pizzaface!

Y/n: *Staring at Pizzahead warily* He was quite easy to fool. I did have some help from my neighbour.

Pizzahead: Ah, yes. Phil Pepperman. Still doing art, is he? I hear you and him have been at war with each other.

Y/n: ...How did you know about that?

Pizzahead: *An eye glints* I have my ways. *Puts his brown, smoking pipe on his desk, and claps his hands together* Now, regarding why i sent a fork knight to bring you here against your will, i have a proposition for you that you simply cannot refuse.

Y/n: That explains the blow to my head...alright, Pizzahead...what's the proposition?

Pizzahead: I would like you to work for me! *Opens a drawer, and sets a contract on his desk*

Y/n: *Raises an eyebrow* I already have a job working for Pepp-

Pizzahead: *Grabs a nearby pen* Not anymore you don't! Now, if you would like to sign here? *Hands the pen to Y/n*

Y/n: First of all...i can't take the pen... *Motions to the ropes binding her to the chair* ...secondly, i'm not signing any contract coming from a kidnapper like you...

Pizzahead: *Glances at a nearby Fork Knight, and points to Y/n* "Kidnapping" is such a strong word. I prefer the term, "escorting" .

Fork Knight: *Raises their fork, and slices the ropes*

Y/n: *Shrugs the ropes off, as she gets up from the chair she was on, a finger pointed at Pizzahead* I don't care what contract you're trying to sign me into, but, it's not gonna work! I've dedicated my life to work with Peppino, which i love, and that's how it's going to stay!

Pizzahead: I see... *Seems to ponder Y/n's choice of words, until an unnerving grin appears on his face* ...and this is your decision?

Y/n: *Feels a chill go down her spine* Yes. That's my final decision.

Pizzahead: *His face goes dark with a tut* Such a shame...you would've been such an amazing asset to work at my pizzaria.

Y/n: Wait, you own a pizzeria to-

Fork Knight: *Swings their fork onto Y/n's head, knocking her out a second time*

Pizzahead: *Sits up from his desk, and takes a puff of his brown, smoking pipe, as he stares down at Y/n's unconscious form*

Fork Knight: What shall i do with the girl, boss?

Pizzahead: ...Dump her body where no-one would think to look. Now that Peppino's little worker is out of the way...i think it's time Peppino got acquainted with his precious "employee". *Chuckling darkly, then bursts into malicious laughter*

???: *Emerges from the darkness with metallic footsteps, her bright red eyes glowing*

*Meanwhile, in the alleyways of new pig city*

Tobias: *Wandering through the alleyways, in search of Peppino's pizza business, until he trips over a brown suitcase*

Mr. Stick: Hey? *Snatches his suitcase* Hands off the goods, bub!

Tobias: *Takes a step back from Mr. Stick with a nervous squeak*

Mr. Stick: You're looking for Y/n? That's who i was going to search for. She owes me rent money.

Tobias: *Squeaks a second time*

Mr. Stick: What do you mean Y/n's been taken? By who? A Fork Knight?

Tobias: *Nods his head with an affirmative squeak*

Mr. Stick: So, why did ya come to me? Why not ask for Pepperman to help?

Tobias: *Lowers his head with a sad squeak*

Mr. Stick: He thinks Y/n abandoned him? Wait...if Y/n is gone...then that means...i don't get my rent money! Alright, i'm convinced. Lead the way, little toppin.

*Meanwhile, in an unknown location in the arid desert*

???: *Sitting on an old, dusty, and scratched up chair, holding a yellow ruby to his eye, seemingly inspecting it, until his gaze snaps to hear the telephone go off, as he puts the yellow ruby to one side, and answers the telephone* Who might this be? *Raises an eyebrow* Who wants to know? *A crack of a smile slowly appears on his face, his fang poking out* A job, huh? What's in it for me? *Money symbols appear on his eyes* Well, why didn't ya say so? I'll clock the gal's life out faster than you can say pizza time! *Slams the telephone down, before he bounces from his chair in excitement with his spring like tail* I've finally got the big one! *Grabs his popgun, and loads it with as much ammunition as possible* Bean?? Bark?? Take care of the joint while i'm gone! *Grabs his brown hat, and puts it on his head* I'm about to score us some riches.