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Puffy slumped against the counter as she stared blankly into space. Taking the night shift was always boring, but it was McDonald's policy to be open 24/7 and it was her policy to take any pay raise opportunity she could get. She did think it was a bit overboard though, as the only other person in the restaurant was her manager, Bad, chatting away on the phone in the kitchen behind her. Besides, who in their right mind would go to McDonald's at 3am?
"Excuse me" said a timid voice from behind the counter.
She almost thought she imagined it when a second, louder voice yelled "HEY BITCH!"
She peered down over the counter to see two small boys who couldn't have been older than 10 staring up at her. The one who yelled had blonde, curly hair and wore a pyjama shirt with the Minecraft logo on it, but with a piece of paper that said 'philza' taped above it, and long pants with creepers on them. The quieter one had brown hair, bee striped flannel pyjamas, and a small white duck plushie tucked in the crook of his elbow.
"Isn't it a bit late for you two to be out on your own? Where are your parents?" She asked, peering down at them.
"We have gotten explicit permission from Philza Minecraft, creator of Minecraft and the only man ever-" The blonde started, before being interrupted by the brunette,
"His dad". He paused to glare at him for a moment before continuing "-to get the among us happy meal".
Puffy blinked for a few seconds trying to process what he just said.
"The.. what?"
"You know," the brunette waved his hand vaguely, "if you go to mcdonalds at 3am you can get the among us happy meal".
She stared dumbfounded at the smiling child.
"Uhh I don't know who told you that but-" she started, before being interrupted by the blonde screaming "WE KNOW YOU HAVE IT, HAND IT OVER!" and attempting to climb on the counter. He failed, and instead just hung clutching the counter kicking his legs out.
"Umm, Bad?" She called behind her.
"There's um.." she glanced at bee boy trying to help push blondie up onto the counter, blondie still screaming. "..a problem".
Bad called back "Don't worry, I'll handle it." before saying to his phone "All I'm saying is that I work at McDonald's, you really don't need to order that much pizza" before hanging up and walking out.
"What seems to be the.." he stops and stares at the scene, before plastering a forced smile on his face and walking over.
"Hiya, what can I get you two?" He asked.
"The among us happy meal" blondie said with a grin, sitting on the counter he eventually managed to climb.
"I'm sorry, we don't have that. I can get you some icecream or chips though."
"Icecream?" Bee boy asked, before being cut off by blondie, who pulled out a nerf gun Puffy didn't even realise he had until it was pointed at Bad. "DON'T SPOUT YOUR LIES TO ME BITCH I AM FRIENDS WITH GEORGENOTFOUND AND I DEMAND THAT YOU HAND. IT. OVER!!"
Puffy watched in awe as the kid chased Bad around the store with the nerf gun, screaming something about a vlog gun and primes, while bee boy sidled up to the counter and slid a dollar across it.
"An icecream please".
She considered helping her manager currently being bombarded by nerf bullets, but opted to just start making a soft serve icecream.
"So.." She said loudly to be heard over the screaming "Who told you about the among us happy meal thing?".
"His older brother Techno"
"You know that actually makes a lot of sense." She said, passing him his icecream.
She flicked her eyes back to Bad, who was hastily drawing an among us character on a happy meal box with a sharpie.
"There, happy?!" he exclaimed, shoving the box into blondie's arms.
"Hmm, can I get some chips and nuggets in it?" He asked
"Fine, whatever, just please stop shooting me!" Bad said, while hastily shoving the food in the box.
"Thank you!" He replied cheerily, putting the money on the counter before walking out, bee boy skipping out behind him happily licking his icecream.
"I'd rather eat a hundred thin crust pizzas than do that again" Bad muttered, walking back into the kitchen.
Maybe taking the night shift isn't as boring as she thought.