We each went around the house. After finding nothing that would give us the answer, we decided to question the living shit out of people. First up, Mikki and Jane.
Jane: -wakes up- h-huh? -rubs eyes- why am I tied up? What's happening?
Mikki: don't worry, we're just gonna ask you a few questions.
Jane: wut......?
Mikki: and I brought my little friend with me as well.... -gets out a radio-
Jane: I'm confused, what station is that?
Mikki: RADIO DISNEY. -evil laughter-
Jane: YA- I mean, oh my, you wouldn't.
Mikki: did you, or did you not go into the kitchen between the hours of 3 pm and 3:30 pm?!
Jane: uh..... No........
Mikki: OBJECTION!
Jane: wut?
Mikki: oh, wrong thing.
Jane:.....
Mikki: did you see anyone enter the kitchen?!
Jane: no.
Mikki: are you sure?
Jane: Yup.
Mikki: are you sure you're sure?
Jane: Yup.
Mikki: ok, do you know about the red velvet cupcakes that were in the fridge at the time?!
Jane: there were cupcakes?
Mikki: WHAT ETHNICITY ARE YOU?!
Jane: what does that have to do with-
Mikki: ARE YOU A FAN OF HENTAI?!
Jane: dafuq?
Mikki: ARE YOU REALLY IN LOVE WITH JEFF THE KILLER?!
Jane: -gets up, breaking the ropes effortlessly- fuck this shit. -exits- I'm out.
Mikki: -Crosses Jane's name out- nope.
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Just Another Creepypasta Fanfic
Fanfiction(warning: this story has terrible grammar, autocorect mishaps, and parts where there are intense levels of swag. If you are to read this fanficton, please refrain from noticing said mistakes for now, since the author-sama of this book is a lazy arse...
