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You open your eyes. You only remember one thing - you were peacefully at home at the Tropical Soda islands, and suddenly a towel was on your mouth, causing you to pass out.
Looking down, you notice that you are tied to a chair. It was tan in color, something you would usually see in the dining room. Looking around, you could make sense of a door frame right in front of you. The rim shined with light. Other than that, your eyes couldn’t make out anything else as everything in the room was pitch black.
Creak creak creak…
Someone is coming. Could it be? Someone to save you? You tried to cross your fingers, but your hands were tied behind the chair.
Suddenly, the door opened, and you were met with blinding light. Squinting your eyes, you made out a short cookie figure. Then, you realized. It was Sorbet Shark! One of your good friends!
”OOOooOooOOooo.” (Bout time you’re awake.)
“Sorbet Shark? What are you doing here? W-where am I?”
“OOooOoOoOoOOOOoooO!”
”Your basement?! Did you- did you kidnap me?!”
”OOoooOoOooOoOo! OooOoOoOOoooo!”
“Why would you do this?!”
“OOOoooooOoo! OOOOO!”
“Intervention?! Sorbet, listen-“
”OOooo..OoooOoOoO!” (Tax fraud is bad, Y/N! You have to stop!)
“LISTEN, I DID IT BECAUSE I NEEDED TO SUPPORT GINGERBRAVE’S ONLYFANS! I NEEDED TO SEE THAT DABUSSY!!”
”OOoooOoOoooOoo!!” Sorbet walked out the room.
“No other choice..? Wait, Sorbie, what do you mean-“
Sorbet came back with a glock in their right hand (or… whatever hand is called in cookie terms). They walked up to you and pressed it onto the right side of your head.
“WAIT WAIT WAIT! SORBET!” you scream, trying to wriggle yourself away from Sorbet but to no use. You were sobbing now. “I’M SORRY, I’LL PAY MY TAXES!! PLEASE LET ME GO, I’M SORRY! I’LL PAY YOU! I SWEAR!”
”ooooo…oo..”
“you can’t.. let me go?”
”oooo….ooooo…” (I can’t leave a witness. I’m sorry Y/N)
Sorbet Shark cocked the gun. You closed your eyes. “Please don’t Sorbie, I thought we were-“
BANG!
Your ears began to ring. You watched as Sorbet nonremorsefully untied you and dragged you up the stairs. The last thing you saw was them taking their shovel before everything flashed before your eyes and your hearing ceased.