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Prologue~ It’s been what, two years since that death game ended. Only a few of the participants made it out, only to find it had been 40 years since they went into the game. Nobody knows how they skipped that time.They hadn’t aged, but the world did. Everyone has been escorted to Mars to live a new, confusing, but safer life then that of a literal death game. They all left on one condition; never to speak of the death game or asunaro ever again.
All the participants were sent to apartments on mars. Keiji looked in the mirror and said “Wow… I’m still hot and blonde…and a giga chad..”
Chapter one~ With nobody to go back to, The alpha male (keiji) looks for a seven eleven. That was his favorite place to go when he was younger, so he was happy to know they were still a thing in the 2070’s. He stopped as the sliding doors creaked open. A young man greeted him, as a little bell tone played. A young man stood at the register, a name tag with the name “Chela” engraved into its plastic. Chela had long, wavy hair. The color was a reddish brown. Walls lined with freeze dried foods, something that Keiji had never seen before, let alone tried. “Hmph. Freeze dried mushrooms. Why would someone need this?” Keiji chuckled, a grin on his face and his hand on the side of his neck. The young man at the register chimed in. “Well uh, usually folks use those to have some food to eat when in space!” Keiji stood holding the bag of mushrooms in confusion. “Space?…” He said as he realized all the lost time. He only knew of great scientists and astronauts who went to space. Not common people like him. “Sir? Are you gonna buy those mushrooms?” The man at the register mumbled. Keiji had a realization. He needed to adapt to this new life if he was gonna live it. “say, is there a chance I could work here? I’ve been thinking of getting a new job.. preferably on the ground, wahaha…” he said with a handsome smirk on his face. Chela blushed a bit, and was a bit too focused on Keiji’s muscular build. “Yeah! Sure! But quick question- can you be awake for 24 hours straight?”
Keiji laughed as he signed the papers he was handed. “24 hours isn’t that long. I can survive, don’t worry about me.” “Yeah! Its not like those eye bags could get any baggier, right?” Chela chuckled, moments before being flipped onto the floor.
After a few days of training , keiji was ready for the job.
Chapter two~ He had been working there for a few weeks at the register, making sure everything was orderly. There weren’t that many customers honestly. Chela was a great friend to keiji. (Gay people help gay people)It was a normal, crisp day on the mars colony. The sky was orange, the streets were gray, but the weather felt rather pleasant. Chela was mopping a spill from a soda explosion. For a seven eleven, they hadn’t seen much crime. Keiji wasn’t interested in any fights of the sorts. His muscular appearance made him look like a threat to the criminals, so they stayed away from 711 all together. Chela on the other hand, didn’t appear threatening at all. He had seen much less crime since Keiji had started working there. The litebrite color of keiji’s hair seemed intimidating to some people. Chela hummed a cheerful tune (it was A cupcakke song) when he realized a ship touching down at the lot. It was familiar. Keiji had noticed Chela had stopped humming and mopping. “You good there, Buddy?” Keiji asked. Chela said nothing at all when he walked up to the window. His mop hit the floor, spilling some soapy water.
Another young looking guy stepped from the ship. He looked no older than 30. His hair fluffed up on all sides, and it was a deep green color. It was almost brown, but not quite. Chela couldn’t take his eyes off of him. Chela was in fact: Very homosexual. But this story isn’t about chela. This is about Keiji Shinogi, the Other gay dude. He placed his hand on the window.“Earth to- I mean- Mars to chela? Are you there?…” keiji said, as he got up to investigate. “That man..! He saved my life a while back! There were robbers here and he got rid of them! What was his name again?…” Chela seemed really excited, and Keiji had no idea what to say. He had never seen this guy in his life, and Chela seemed very captivated by him.
Chapter three~ Spike stepped out of The ship. The rest of the crew stepped out too. “Alright. For this bounty we need to use some sort of race car, which we have, but it has no damn gas!” Spike rambled. “You guys wanna know why we don’t have gas? Cause one of you blew it all on a joyride!” Spike was clearly upset, as the rest of the crew denied having used the fuel. “Well it wasnt Ed! Ed was working on a project on the computer last night.” Edward pleaded. “It was probably Faye, not gonna lie” Jet joked, but his more serious tone made this comment hard to understand. “WHY DO YOU PEOPLE BLAME ME FOR THINGS LIKE THIS?” Faye Valentina was rightfully upset “I don’t care. Each of you guys will pay for a percent of the fuel WE now need.” Spike said, trying to stay calm. He didn’t mean to be hostile towards the other crewmembers, yet here he was, trying so hard to not yell. “Well, the fuel price couldn’t have been that much.” Faye pointed out. “Fuel prices are like, 150 W̶ per gallon maximum, right?” She walked up to the gas station and looked at the Premium race car fuel prices. “HOLY SHIT! 700 W̶ PER GALLON?!” Faye exclaimed, looking back towards the crew. Jet stayed silent. Spike sighed,laughed, and walked towards the seven eleven in front of him. “I’m gonna get a cigarette, I’ll try to reason with the people at the register.” Chela had nearly fainted when he saw Spike approaching. “Heyyy Keijiii…. Cannn youuu takkeeee myyy shiftttt…?” Chela said before passing out in a puddle of Spilt soda. Keiji dragged him from the puddle, and let him rest in the employees room. When he got back, he saw Spike anxiously waiting at the register with a handful of stuff.
Chapter four~ Spike brought a few slurpees, a freeze dried apple pack , a pack of gum, and a box of cigarettes to the register. “Great, I’ve been waiting here for 5 minutes.” Spike said, as he rest his head in his hand. “Oh, sorry for the wait.” Keiji said as he scanned the items. “Yeah yeah, it’s ok I’m not upset or anything.” Spike said, with a soft smile on his face. “The names Spike, and I’m just here for a few things.” Spike dropped some cash onto the counter. “Hey can we negotiate gas prices? Me and my friends are in a hurry and we need the premium stuff you have, but we don’t have all the money. Let’s go outside and talk.” Keiji and spike step outside, and Keiji puts up a “temporarily closed” sign. The two lean against a wall and chat. “What was the deal with that guy who passed out? “ spike asked as he lit his cigarette. “I think he’s a fan of yours and he got really excited to see you.” Spike laughed for a bit, exhaling some smoke. “You’re kidding, nobody is excited to see me nowadays.” “I’m not kidding, he called you his hero and everything…heh.” Spike went quiet. “Hey, you shouldn’t be smoking like that heh… It’s bad for your body yknow?” Keiji was concerned. “Don’t tell me what to do, pal. Anyways, let’s talk about lowering the price for that gas.” Keiji had read in his rule book that he shouldn’t lower any gas prices, so he tried to change the subject. “How are you Chela’s hero? Are you some sort of cop? Let’s talk about that instead.” Spike stood up straight and walked over to face Keiji. “Not a cop, a Bounty hunter. I remember coming here a few years back to catch some baddies and turn em in. Now, I have to go soon so can you please tell me if you can lower the gas prices for us.” He said as he walked toward the fuel pumps. Keiji followed, when he realized the sun was setting. “Is the fuel for some kind of bounty? You just have a very adventurous life wahaha…” keiji laughed quietly. “Ok, we are willing to pay 500 W̶ per gallon, is that good enough?”Spike just wanted to get this purchase over with, his crew was waiting for him. Keiji nodded, and helped them fuel the Flying racecar’s tank. The sun was nearly done setting, and spike was walking back to the bebop “As a bounty hunter, you must see a lot of loss every day.” The cowboy stopped where he stood. “What would you know? You work at a 711, slurpee man. I’m just trying to make a buck doing what I do.” He resumed walking. “Wahaha… I don’t agree with the bounty hunting lifestyle, but I get that that’s how you have to survive in this world. Heh. I can’t tell if I respect you or feel bad for you. Maybe a bit of both. Anyways, you should go catch those guys and get that cash, good luck.” Keiji said as he smiled and went back into the 711. Spike felt a bit weird knowing that this rando 711 employee was trying to understand him as a person. It’s not a common occurrence for someone to try to get to know Spike. The two exchanged a wave. “See you later Space cowboy!” Keiji called out as the ship began flying away. “Wait did he just call me slurpee man-“ keiji mumbled to himself, still dazed after his encounter with the incredibly gay coded cowboy. Spike brought the stuff he bought to his crew mates (📮) and they lounged them rest of the night.
Epilogue~ “spike! How long were you out? These so called “slurpees” are all melted and soup like!” Faye commented. “Ed thinks they’re good. Ed likes the blue raspberry! Hehe!” “Guys, yknow I used the race car.. it was too fun to resist.” Jet confessed to everyone. “Let’s worry about that tomorrow.” Spike laughed as he drank from a blue raspberry- cherry -Coca Cola -pina colada slurpee. “Wait Jet used up the car and nobody cares? Why did you guys blame me for it?” Faye said in a frustrated tone, but nobody seemed to care. “Haha he just had a masculine urge. Wait what’s a masculine urge” Edward said as She surfed through her computer.The group got to relax that night, and everyone got along for once.
Meanwhile at the 711~ “You got to meet him and talk to him?! he’s so cool, right?” Chela said has he finished cleaning the soda spill. “Chela you do know that talking about a guy as much as you do makes you sound gay.” Keiji laughed as he got ready to take the night shift. He flipped the closed. Sign to an open sign, and sat back in his chair. Chela got all flustered “MISTER. YOUVE CALLED ME GAY 9 TIMES THIS WEEK. WHAT HAVE I DONE THAT IS SO GAY TO YOU.” Chela said as he poured out a Banana flavored slurpee for keiji and his banana hair. “Pal, you literally fainted when you saw an attractive man.” “OH SO YOU ADMIT HES ATTRACTIVE, YOU SAID IT NOT ME-“ “Kiddo, I work the night shift, you work the Gay- I mean day shift 😇 ” “Keiji you are literally wearing a pride pin as we speak. You are gay.” The blonde man stood up and stared Chela down. Chela felt a bout of fear overwhelm him as keiji began to smirk. “I know you are. But what am I?” Keiji said, as he placed his arm on the side of his own neck. Chela began sobbing. Another day, another slay.
Keiji realized he broke the sacred 711 rule book of lowering a gas price and he was fired. Spike is gay. Chela became the CEO of all 711 stores in the galaxy.