Steven's POV
I woke up and saw (Y/N) lying next to me, asleep. (It's too early fo dis shit) Blushing slightly, I look around and see Miki was nowhere to be found. I got out of bed and looked out of the window to see...nothing but trees. Yawning, and still too tired to search for her (Rip Miki ;-;),I get back into bed, almost asleep again, when I hear yelling. I look out of the window again, and see nothing but orange fly by the window. The orange blur flies through the window, breaking it in the process. The voices were getting closer. I look at what came through the window, and lo and behold, it's Miki. There were various cuts on her from when she broke the window, and a couple bruises, but other than that, she was fine. I cleaned the glass so Miki wouldn't be hurt anymore. I then saw an angry mob with multiple burns on them. I then took the broken shards of glass out of the window, so no dumbass would get hurt fixing the window. I flipped the mob off and patched Miki up. I was wondering what to do about Miki's bruises, when a rock flew through the glassless window and hit my leg, grazing it. I jumped out the broken window(it was a single pane window, btw), and tackled what appeared to be the leader of the mob. I hit him so hard I knocked him out. The rest of the mob left, thinking the leader died. Laughing at their stupid mistake, I brought the guy to my room and tied him up, to Miki's disappointment.
"Miki, he'll be worth it, trust me," I said. "We can do what we wish with him," Miki nuzzled me and went downstairs, bringing back ice packs for the bruises. Mentally facepalming, I looked back at the guy, who had yet to wake up. (Y/N) was downstairs somewhere. Good. I don't want her seeing the actions i'll perform later, when he does wake up.
An hour or so later
I'm just chilling outside with Miki when the mob comes back and pelts me with rocks. Miki used Flamethrower to disperse the mob. When the smoke clears, there are about 100 or so scratches all over me, and my clothes are ripped from the impact of the rocks. I hear screams, and the mob comes back, on fire. I take a picture with my phone, and take a video of them burning to death. Grinning like a maniac, I go back upstairs and into my room to see the ex-leader of the mob is awake and trying to break free, to no avail. I laugh at his pitiful attempts.
"May I ask your name?" I ask, grinning still.
"Larry," he says.
"Well, Larry," I say, gagging him. "Your friends are not here anymore," I say, and show him the picture and video. He started crying. Laughing, I told Miki to burn him, and burn him she did. While he was being turned into HFC(Human Fried Chicken), I took the pocket knife out of my jacket and gave him random cuts. I was laughing. I forgot how fun it was to torture someone... Heh. Larry didn't have to die. He... just didn't have to. If he didn't mess with my Miki... he'd still be alive. It was his fault. ThIs is WhY yOu NeVeR mEsS wItH mY mIkI!
