Mr Krupp wakes up, tied to a chair and not knowing where he is. He panics before realizing that this must be another prank by the boys.
"George! Harold! I know you're behind this! Come here and untie me!!" He yells out. Then he saw the knife on the table beside him. His shouts then became louder and more desperate, hoping that someone, anyone, would hear and save him from this nightmare.
Then the door opens. When he saw you descend the basement staircase, he was shocked and truly scared for his life.
"Good morning, sweetheart!~" you called out in a sweet tone.
"(Y/n)? W-why did you bring me here?!" He demanded to know.
"I had to, dear. I had to make sure you're safe while I take care of some business. I love you so much, and I would hate for anyone to hurt you." You said to him in a manic yet loving tone, picking up the knife on the table and beginning to sharpen it.
"What kind of business?" He asks.
"Well, I've noticed a couple of pranksters we both know have made your life miserable. I'm just planning to have a little..." you paused, running the knife along the sharpener.
"Talk with them.~"
"W-What are you going to do to me?" He asks, truly scared now.
"Oh, don't worry. I'll let you go as soon as my business is done. And once you leave this basement, the world will be a much safer place for you. I wish I could say the same for George and Harold...heheheheheh..."
"You...you've lost your mind, haven't you?" He says as you ascend the stairs.
"Oh, my sweet...only for you.~" You then cackle maniacally before exiting the basement to do your deed.
