It was a warm and sunny Saturday morning, the birds were chirping, and (after much begging and pleading from Roji) he and Muhyo were taking a day off.
Roji was baking pastries in his adorable pink apron, and Muhyo had his feet up on the table reading his Jabin when Nana burst in the door wielding a ray gun and looking just a little bit insane.
Nana grinned maniacally. "MWAHAHAHAHA!"
Nana pointed the gun at Muhyo and he looked up from his Jabin, annoyed at the interruption. "Any last words, Muhyo?!"
He glared at her over his book. "Get out."
She threw her head back and laughed crazily again. "Not in your dreams short stack!" She shot him with her ray gun and poof! He vanished. No dust, no ashes, nothing left except for his Jabin.
Roji ran into the room when he heard the shot and gasped when he saw Nana holding a gun. "N-N-Nana!? Why do you have a gun?!" Roji glanced at where Muhyo used to be and saw that he wasn't there anymore. He could feel tears pricking at the corners of his eyes and took a step backwards. "D-did you kill Muhyo?"
Nana gasped and put her hand on her collarbone in shock. "What do you think I am, a monster? No! Of course I didn't kill him! I just sent him somewhere else is all!"
He paled. "W-where did you s-send him Nana?"
She smiled and pointed the gun that had been pointed at the floor at Roji. "You're about to find out! HAHAHA!" She shot him square in the chest and his apron fluttered to the ground, now that its owner was gone.
She sniffed the air. "Do I smell... cinnamon rolls?"