"Kokichi you he ck wae up!" Saihara exclaimed, shaking the short grape man awake.
"Jeez Saihara Chan, could've have been a little less violent? like, holy shit, was necessary!?" Kokichi groaned, sitting up from his toilet paper roll bed.
"Just be quiet, it's kind of urgent!" Saihara groaned, panic in his soft boi voice. Kokichi got up from his pathetic little bed and followed Saihara as he hastily made his way to the front.
"Look outside!!" Saihara exclaimed, pointing outside.
"Oh yeah, outside, so scaryyy Saihara cha- HOLY MOTHER OF ATUA WTF?!" Kokichi was absoluetly shook. It looked like the end of the world out there! The city was on fire, there were like, zombies n stuff and Nagito was throwing bagels at screaming pedestrians. It was also raining for some reason.
"Clean up on aisle 7," Kaede said cheerfully over the intercom.
"Kaede it's the end of the world!!!" Kokichi shouted back at her.
"I don't care! help the customer." Kaede said with a slight attitude meanie tone.
"Rantaro are you seeing this?!" Kokichi said, panic and anger consuming his rat voice.
"Oh, that? Yeah. Pretty bad huh." Rantaro said, taking a sip from his black coffee. "Your Jehova witness friends are outside."
Outside, of course, were Komaeda, Angie, Kaito, and Maki. Just perfect.
"I knew this was going to happen. I knew it. My emo band songs were right... oh god, we are all going to die...!" Saihara said, sitting on the floor.
"Stop being such a emo! here, you should just help the dumb costumer while me and avocado here help the idiots outside." Kokichi said, slight irritation in his voice.
Nyaa tbc
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Ouma works at target
FanfictionKaede gives Kokichi a job at Target to get him out of the sewers, only for things to go terribly wrong. Some oumasai, some ouamai idk. this is a deep story discussing deep topics like non-vegan cereal and noisy kids at 1:30 am. Enjoy
