The Evil Closet of Doom

Sieghart was a man. A man of confidence. A man who had lived 600 years old but still had the face of a child. Nothing could scare him after living for so long. Nothing except…

…THE CLOSET OF DOOM!

"OH! DAMN IT! SIEGHART! JUST GO TO SLEEP ALREADY! YOUR CLOSET IS NOT CURSED! OKAY!" Ley screamed at him while trying to push him into his room. Her pink hair fluttered with sweat as she did.

"But the closet has monsters in them! I saw one just the other day!" Sieghart resisted. It was another day in the Sieghart household. Ley was trying to get him to go to bed while Sieghart tried to get out of his room. Although Ley was his wife to be, he felt that he could not trust her yet. She hadn't dated him enough to get him to sleep in his own bed. If you consider about 100 years of dating short that is.

Ley kept on pushing. Harder and harder. Making him enter little by little. She felt a numbing pain down there. Friction between two surface made her pulsate. Sweat filled her neck and slender limbs. Ley started to moan. Moan from the stress. The stress of…

"STOP MAKING THIS SEEM LIKE SOME STUPID EROTIC SCENE! I'M JUST TRYING TO GET SIEGHART TO SLEEP AND YOU AREN'T HELPING!"

Ah, sorry…

In any case, Sieghart wouldn't budge and after an hour of trying or so, Ley gave up and they went downstairs for milk and cookies. The time then was somewhere about 2 at night already and both of them weren't in bed yet. The rest of the family was sleeping already though. Ley was staring at Sieghart, Sieghart stared at Ley.

"You have big boobies."

He received a frying pan to the face.

"I don't get how your closet can be cursed okay? There just isn't such a thing as curses! Oh wait, in Grand Chase such things do exist." She paused for a second. "But why your closet Sieg? Why? Who would want to kill you? I can't think of one. Girls fall for you. Heck! Even boys fall for you! The only ones that would curse you is me and both my fists which I will shove down your throat if you don't go to bed already!" She looked at Sieghart in the eye while saying that.

"Middle-Aged Lady!" Was Sieghart's response.

"I'M DO NOT WANT TO HEAR THAT COMING FROM YOU! YOU OLD HAG!" Ley pounded her fist on the table.

"OBJECTION! I AM NOT AN OLD HAG! I AM AN OLD MMMMMMMAAAAAAANNNNNNN!" Sieghart was slammed in the face with a LED TV.

Ley was sitting down quietly looking at the poor poor boy who was suffering from extreme bleeding and most likely death from piercing glass and microchips. She looked at him and looked back in the kitchen. And then she got a brilliant idea. An idea so genius, even she couldn't have thought better herself!

"I will lure him to his room with food!"

Yup, genius. And so with that, Ley made sandwich after sandwich. After making about 50 of them she piled them in a container and went straight up stairs. Sieghart had recovered and followed her like a small lost little puppy getting ready to be trampled by the cute boobilicious master. If that word even exists in any case.

And so they reached Sieghart's room. Only Ley entered. She opened the closet and shoved the entire container of sandwiches in between of Sieghart's clothes. And then she walked out.

"If you want some supper. You're gonna have to go get it from the closet of doom." She stood outside the door. But Sieghart was smart, he was very smart.

He did not go in!

And they were stuck outside his room, waiting and waiting. Eventually Ley could not stand it anymore. She took Sieghart and threw him into his room and then quickly, she shut the door and used the spare key she kept between her boobs to lock it.

"That should keep him inside for tonight."

And then she heard something. The smashing of glass. A man's scream. A thud on the garden below. She was left speechless for a moment and then she just turned to her room. She entered it and lay on the bed. And then, it happened. The worst possible thing happened.

"Wake up! Wake up on a Saturday night!"

Her alarm started ringing. She could hear and she felt like destroying it. But she couldn't. Cause it was…

…EXPENSIVE!

And so she woke up. Got some coffee and started to write Sieghart's will and testimony. Sieghart on the other hand slept in the garden that whole day. And they lived happily ever after. That is until the cow jumped over the moon.

Where it shall be revealed with steps and tips in CHAPTER 2!