Caught

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Aphmau's POV
    I wake up to my night light turning on, strange. It's been out for a long time.
I hear yelling and banging throughout the house. "Where is she?! Let me GO! WHERE IS SHE!? NO!"
    Oh my god, it's Aaron.
    Ein's POV
    " Didn't want to do this, but get him in that room! Shut him up too!" Gene and Ivan were struggling with Aaron, whos head is bleeding from the rock we hit him with to to knock him out, but now he's awake and we threw the god damned thing out the window on our way here.
    "Where is she? Let her go, please take me instead, she didn't do anything, please!" Aaron was still struggling, but stopped as I started talking.
"Do you think we are that stupid? If we let her go and take you, she'll go right to the police! And it's not even you that we want, you just happened to get in the way, so we had to take care of that too. Just another inconvenience. Now hurry up! I have an idea."
"LET HIM GO! HE"S NOT EVEN WHAT YOU WANTED!" The muffled pleads come through Aphmau's door and I groan.
"Aaaaand there's that too, my god we need a better plan." I grab a long knife off the counter as I walk past it towards Aphmau's room. I open the door and see Aphmau standing right there, I shove my foot out to push her away.
"If you don't be quiet, I'll use this knife on both of you, and you won't be talking after that. Ever. But, you'll see him soon enough, I'm afraid it won't be under better circumstances though. Tsk tsk, worse I assume than that you already in. Oh, and by the way, any food requests? I can't expect to keep you if I don't feed you." I smile and casually study the knife in my hands. She glares and says nothing, as I expected.
"Fair enough, I guess I'll be choosing dinner tonight then." I step out of the room and close the door behind me.
Aphmau's POV
Ein comes back about an hour later with a small tray of food and one of those pathetic 8 oz water bottles. The food consisted of an old, small apple, four french fries, and... a half eaten big mac? When I get out of here, he won't have enough teeth to take a bite out of one.
But I was so hungry, a day and a half (I think) with no food or water takes a toll. I eat the good parts of the apple and drink a tiny bit of warm water from the bottle. Better, but still not enough.
I pinch on of the french fries between my index finger and my thumb, surprisingly still warm. I eat one of them and stash two in my pocket of my jacket. Who knows when I'll get food next? I put the water bottle in the corner of the room so if Ein comes in he won't see it and he ight give me another if he's two dumb to look for the empty bottle.
But I'm not touching that big mac. No way am I laying a finger on it.

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