OMG. I AM SO SORRY TO THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE WAITING ON THIS SERIES!!
School is making it really difficult to update.
But I'm also procrastinating.
So to hopefully lessen your desires, I made this little short filler chapter.
There will be quite a few of these probably.
Because I'm lazy.
Thank you SO MUCH to Princessphilomena for helping edit this, I'm really grateful for your help!
If anybody has suggestions for another filler, feel free to let me know!
So, without further ado, a filler!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN IT.
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"OHMYGAWDITSKLAVIERGAVIN!!" screamed a girl who looked to be in her early teens. Klavier froze as he reached for a bag of snackoos off of the top shelf. All of the people in the supermarket turned their heads to see what the cause of the noise was.
Recognition suddenly dawned on his face as Klavier slowly recognized the face standing lovestruck before him. He suddenly forgot why he was even in a supermarket in the first place. All he knew was that he needed to run. Immediately. And, if at all possible, sometime before someone else recognized his face. He dropped the numerous bags of snackoos he had collected in his arms and made a break for it. He barely made it to the car where Ema was waiting before dozens of fangirls poured out of the small market.
"Where are my snackoos?" asked Ema impatiently while filing her nails.
"Forget the snackoos, Fraulein, I recognized a girl from my fan club in there!" cried Klavier, starting up the car in a hurry. He sounded frantic, and he was slowly losing his cool as his car stalled.
"So?" Ema looked up from her nails, annoyed. "What's so bad about this particular fangirl? You deal with them quite well usually, from what I've seen. There should be no excuse for not buying the snackoos that you owe me!"
"You don't understand, Fraulein," said Klavier, sighing a little in relief as his car started up successfully. "That girl is the head of my fan club."
"Oh," said Ema, gaining a little sympathy. The two of them remained silent for a few minutes before Ema spoke up again.
"So, wait, you're telling me you're scared of a little girl who is in her tweens?"
