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Jacob walked into the store, the sun was yet to come out yet, and they were very tired from the lack of sleep and waking up so early.
They walked to the back, but he noticed someone else.
"Steven." Jacob spoke. "What the fuck are you doing here at 5 in the morning?"
The american noticed Jacob speaking to him. "What do you mean? I work here, Jacob."
Jacob glanced back at the time, "How the hell did you come here earlier than me?!"
"I dont know! Boss just told me to come at 4." Steven looked back down to his phone.
Jacob rolled his eyes and walked to the cash register, he heard the door open, he looked over, thinking someone else who worked came in. The weird part was that he saw nobody come from the door.
Jacob looked back at the backdoor, where Steven had looked over.
"Did you hear that...?" Jacob turned to Steven.
"Thats what i was goin' to ask you.." Steven had his gaze fixed to the door. "I dont see any new cars in the parking lot..."
"I only see the cars of the people working over in the mexican grocery store..." Jacob tried to look through the window behind him.
"Some paranormal type shit going on here.." Steven commented, He looked over from the door, he walked over to the other side of the store.
"Hey! Dont leave me alone here...?" Jacob got out of the cash register, he followed Steven.
They both walked down the dimly lit store, looking through the aisles, until they made it to the freezers. "Nothing... strange? What opened the door and left so fast?" Jacob looked back.
"Must've been the wind..." Steven walked closer to the ice cream. "Damn! 7 dollars for a tub of ice cream? I'd rather use damn goat milk for it then."
Jacob turned back at Steven, "Are you serious right now?!"
"Have you ever watched horror movies?? We might get murdured!" Jacob continued.
"Dude, I'm from the maryland countryside, stare at me in the eyes and tell me that grand-memaw'd let me watch any horror movies!" Steven responded.
"Shush! I hear something.." Jacob cut him off.
"Is it coming from...? The back?" Steven whispered. They both slowly walked to the back door again, they walked further, turning to go into the freezer. Jacob stepped closer, listening to the music.
"Grab the metal thingies from the storage thingymagigs.." Jacob commanded, Steven looked back and grabbed some of the metal, handing it to Jacob.
"Hell are you going to do?" Steven asked.
"I want to say something cool." Jacob responded. "What does a french guy know about using metal as a sword?" Steven asked.
"Just trust me, open the door." Jacob commanded again. "Hold on let me get my metal sword!" Steven grabbed more metal, he turned back to the door with Jacob.
"Open it at the count of three.. one... two... three..!"
Steven quickly swung the door open, swinging the metal around, Jacob pointed the metal forward. "En gar-" Jacob tried to say before getting cut off. "What?" Jacob asked.
Some weird old looking guy was putting on some good classical tunes, he slowly looked at the two men. "Oh. Greetings." He introduced himself. "I am Fezezen."
"Jacob what the fuck were you about to say..?" Steven was confused. "Who are you exactly? Why are you named Fezezen..?" Steven asked.
"Why do you look like that...?" Jacob commented. "He looks like a cowboy.." Steven added on.
"Oh. Well, please forgive me for startling you... wait... i have a feeling both of you are a part of the lgbt community..." The strange man stared at Jacob.
"Me??? I'm not gay?" Jacob defended himself.
"No, but you are a demiboy."
There was a long silence between the three, before Steven whispered at Jacob. "Dude... we should run... like.. lowkey..."
The two bolted out, closing the freezer door and running outside the store.
The two tried to catch their breath, "WHAT THE FUCK ... WHY IS HE IN THE FREEZER..." Jacob yelled.
The two were cut off by a familiar voice.
"Steven, Jacob? What sre you guys doing here, arent you supposed to be working?"
Jacob looked over, noticing him boss.
"Oh! Mr. Pozharin!" Jacob tried to explain themselves
"Boss.. theres a demon in the freezer..." Steven tried to warn him.
"Steven, are you special?! Now the thing will dissapear and haunt us!" Jacob screamed at Steven.
"Oh, Fez... i thought i beat him up... no worries, i'll go teach him a lesson." Alexander walked into the store. Jacob and Steven stared through the glass door in disbelief.
"Maybe we wont be haunted and killed like in final destinstion... i... guess..?" Jacob was confused.
A fee minutes later, Alexander walked out, he dusted off his hands, "alright, he is neutralized." He told the two men.
"What'd you do??? Use salt..?" Steven asked.
"No, i just showed him pride flags and he ran away.." Alexander explained. "Now go back to work, i need to be richer than that Bastard of Mr. Bubbles!" He dismissed the two.
The two stared as Alexander walked inside.
"No... Karl wont EVER believe me..." Jacob murmured under his breath.