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Muffin watched her phone shake and listened to the repeated ringing. For some reason, she was hesitant. She even thought about letting it ring until it eventually ended. Muffin slowly walked over to the phone. It might be an order, she thought to herself. Then she quickly grabbed the phone and held it up to her ear.
"Hello?" she whispered, expecting something bad to happen.
"Oh hi, Muffin!" an idiotic sounding voice shouted on the other end. Muffin sighed in relief, but not really knowing why. "Oh hey Lumpy, what do you need?" the fox asked. "Oh, I was just wondering if you've seen Rainier anywhere?" the moose asked. "No, sorry Lumpy. He probably died," Muffin said. "But I haven't seen him since last night!" Lumpy exclaimed. "Well maybe he died last night. Stop calling me unless you want to buy something!" And before the blue moose could respond, she hung up.
Muffin was about to start making her pastries, when the phone rang again. Muffin raised an eye and picked up the phone. "Yes?" she answered. "Muffin? Oh thank god you answered the phone!" a familiar voice answered. "Cloud?" Muffin asked, confused. "Yeah, it's me," the white wolf answered. "Listen, no one's seen Rainier since last night, and everyone, well, almost everyone, is completely worried!"
"He must've died last night," Muffin insisted, but had a voice filled with worry. "No. There would have been a body. We've checked everywhere, even the hospital! Muffin, nearly everyone's looking for him, and no one that we know has him."
Muffin bit her lower lip and immediately remembered Blade. No, she thought to herself, He wouldn't do it, right? "I'm sorry, I can't help you there," she said. She didn't want the new guy to get in trouble if he was innocent. "Oh… okay," Cloud sighed. "But call me if you see him anywhere, okay?" Muffin told him that she would, and then he hung up.
Muffin sighed and grabbed bowl, getting ready to make cookie dough, but then she heard another call from her phone. She sighed and released the bowl, grumbling to herself. She walked over to the phone and picked it up. "What is it?" she growled. "Oh, hey Muffin, have you seen Rainier lately… like at all?" A female voice replied on the other end. "No Stripes! Like I told Lumpy and Cloud, I have not seen Rainier!" Muffin hung up the phone before Stripes could shout back a rude comment.
Despite the call being over, Muffin still hung by the phone for a few minutes until it started ringing again. She sighed and picked up the phone. "Hi Muffin! Have you seen Rainier, yet?" Lumpy asked from the other end. "No," Muffin responded and hung up on the idiotic blue moose. She was just about to make her cookies, when the phone rang yet again.
"Ugh!" she shouted out and walked over to the phone and shot it up to her ear. "No, I have not seen Rainier!" Muffin shouted out into the phone, not letting the caller have a chance to say a word.
"Muffin, how rude of you! You don't just simply scream into the phone when you get a call," a familiar voice said from the other end. Muffin's face fell to one of confusion. The voice was familiar sounding, but couldn't put her finger on who it was. "Who is this?" she asked hesitantly.
"You've forgotten me already?" the voice asked, sounding surprised yet calm. "Why, I am just heartbroken! Usually, people aren't able to forget about me that easily." And then it hit Muffin like a baseball bat. "Hey, you're Blade, right? I'm sorry, I haven't seen Rainier if that's what you're asking."
"Oh no, that's not it," Blade said. "I've already seen him." This part shocked the baker. "Really? Well, where is he?" Muffin asked desperately. "Why, he's with me! We're in the Happy Tree Forest; I'm talking on a phone, and Rainier's crying while tied to a tree."
At first, Muffin thought this was a joke, so the chuckled a bit. But Blade never said a thing, nor laugh along which would signal that it was a joke. "Channel sixteen," she heard Blade mutter into the phone. That's when Muffin's laughing ceased.
She had a TV, but it was in the back of the bakery and she hardly ever used it. It was just in case there was an emergency and she had to check the news for something. Muffin hesitantly walked to the back of the bakery, dusted off the old, small TV, and turned it on.
As far as she knew, channel sixteen was unused. If you went to that channel, all you would see was static. She flipped to the said channel and could not believe what she saw next.
Instead of the usual static, there was Blade, looking tall and proud. He was on a small gray cell phone, grinning at Muffin. It was true, he was in the forest, seeing as he was surrounded by a field of never ending trees. And right next to Blade was Rainier. He was chained to the middle of the tree off the ground. He had tears streaming down his cheeks. He was panting and was staring at Muffin with dark bags under his eyes making him look like he hadn't slept in days.
"Surprise," Blade was seen talking into the phone, and his voice rang out through hers. This was live. "W-what's going on?" Muffin stammered. "Why, isn't it obvious? Think of it as ransom, but without money," Blade said. "Then what do you want?"
"Well, most animals would usually get right to the point, but," Blade paused for effect, "I want to see what you "Tree Friends" would do just to save one of your own, specifically six year old Rainier here." Rainier flinched when he heard his name called.
"What do you mean?" Muffin asked. "I mean every now and then I am going to call one of the Tree Friends. And if they hang up on me, don't do as I say, or heck, even miss a call, then I will make sure that this kitty cat won't live to see another day." Muffin gulped, seeing as how dangerous the situation was. "Each Tree Friend will get three chances. If they refuse to do as I say or don't do as I say the first time, I will wound Rainier. After the second time, I will put him in a critical state. Disobey me a third time, and I will slice head clean off. Got it?" Muffin nodded.
"Am I allowed to tell anyone about this?" she asked. "Of course!" Blade exclaimed. Muffin sighed in relief. "Just after you finish up with what I want you to do," he finished, making her eyes widen. "Well, what do I have to do?" the fox asked. "First, look inside your oven and you'll find a green powder," Blade instructed.
Muffin stood up and left her small TV to get to her oven. It was turned off, so she opened the door of it and reached in, only to find that there was something in there. She pulled out a large plastic bag half filled with a light green powder.
"Okay, I have it," Muffin said into the phone, which was tucked between her shoulder and her ear. "Good, now the next move is pretty simple. That bag of green powder is large enough to fill about two dozen cookies," Blade informed, making Muffin's jaw drop slightly. "I think you know what to do." And then he hung up.
Muffin looked at the bag of green powder, and then at her baking supplies. For Rainier, she thought to herself. She then began to pour the green powder in the mixing bowl and getting the dough ready.
By the time fifteen minutes had passed, the dough was made and was already in the oven. After thirty more minutes, the cookies were done. They were chocolate chip and had a small tint of light green, but not too big for anyone to notice.
That's when Muffin got her first customer: Sniffles.
Her eyes widened and she quickly hid the cookies. "Greeting, Muffin," the anteater said walking in. "Why, hi Sniffles! How may I help you?" Muffin said, hoping that he wouldn't order chocolate chip cookies. "Hmm, I'll have a dozen chocolate chip cookies, please," Sniffles said, tapping his chin. Muffin's ears sank and her pupils dilated, but she immediately fixed herself.
"Why, of course! For a friend," Muffin said. "But I, uh, haven't made any cookies yet." She then got out another bowl and started to make even more dough, but was stopped when she got a phone call. She froze and looked at the phone on the counter.
Muffin quickly picked up the phone and said, "Hello?" There was silence for a minute as Sniffles eyed her with curiosity. "Check the TV," a dark voice growled, the same one that Muffin didn't want to hear. "Uh, I'll be right back!" Muffin shouted to Sniffles before going to the back of the bakery and out of his view.
She quickly looked at the still on TV to see Blade looking at her with a disappointed look. How does he know? Muffin asked herself. He probably has cameras.
Blade smiled evilly and pulled out a clear liquid in a glass beaker. He slowly poured about half of the beaker onto Rainier's shoulder.
At first, nothing happened. But then Rainier began to scream loud enough so Muffin could hear it through the phone. To Muffin's horror, Rainier's shoulder began to sizzle and burn, steam floating up and his skin disappearing. Blood began running down his shoulder. Muffin cupped her paw to her mouth in shock.
"Acid. Fun stuff, isn't it?" Blade said through the phone. "Fine! I'll do it!" Muffin said, but in a whispered. Once she heard the 'click' on the other end, she ran back to the counter.
Sniffles looked confused, but never asked about it. "I just remembered that I already made two dozen cookies," Muffin said, pulling out the cookies. She then took twelve onto a plate and handed them to Sniffles.
Sniffles seemed to expect one cookie a bit before taking a bite and eating it whole. Sniffles looked sort of surprised by the taste. "Oh wow, Muffin. These are delicious!" Sniffles exclaimed, shocking Muffin. "You really think so?" Muffin asked cautiously. "Oh yes, Muffin. These are the best you've ever made!" the anteater said, shoving another cookie into his mouth.
Muffin cringed and walked around, not really sure what to do now. Then, Sky and Whiskers walked in. Whiskers was a blue-furred otter with a Harry Potter-like haircut. Now, some people were uncomfortable around him, seeing as he owned a grenade launcher and could take down a whole flippin army in mere seconds. But they've had stranger.
"Hey Muffin!" Sky greeted. "We'd like a dozen chocolate chip cookies, but we're sharing." Muffin's pupils seemed to dilate as she put on a creepy smile and nodded slowly. She grabbed another plate and slid the cookies on before handing them to the otter and the rabbit. They both sat down at a table and started eating.
"Holy crap, these cookies are amazing!" Whiskers exclaimed with his mouth full. "This is unbelievable," Sky said, taking another bite. "Hey Muffin, Sniffles. Did you hear about Ryan and Scar?" Whiskers asked. Muffin shook her head along with Sniffles.
"Well, they found there bodies yesterday looking like they were attacked by bears, and we know this was not the work of Evil Flippy," Whiskers explained. Sky then continued, "Scar's neck was slashed open and Ryan had a large portion of his neck torn off as if a large dog had gripped him by the neck with its teeth. It's strange."
"Yeah, weird," Muffin said and chuckled nervously. Sniffles had now eaten all of his cookies and Sky and Whiskers were on their last cookies. The minute Sky and Whiskers finished their cookies, Sniffles began choking. Muffin gasped and was about to go over and help him, when Sniffles gave a hard cough and blood splattered onto the floor and he fell down onto his own blood, dead as a doornail.
Muffin gasped as Whiskers and Sky stared in shock. Muffin covered her mouth as tears welled up in her eyes.
"Muffin, what did you put in those cookies?" Whiskers demanded, glaring at the cookie making fox. Muffin never got to answer, for Sky also began coughing, and then Whiskers. Blood splattered onto the once clean floor and the two dropped down, dead.
Muffin stood there, too shocked to do anything. Her first thought was to call up Blade, but she didn't have to. The phone rang behind her.
The fox made no hesitation to pick up the phone. "Congratulations Muffin!" Blade shouted through the phone. "I didn't actually think you would do it, you know." Muffin didn't speak a word. "And now you can tell anyone you want about my so called evil plan. You might as well prepare them for what's to come, but I doubt it'll help anyone."
Muffin growled and hung up before walking out of her bakery.
Meanwhile
Blade began laughing until he couldn't breathe, his sides hurt, and even until he started crying. He had never expected the anteater to eat all twelve cookies, and the fox's expression was absolutely priceless!
"It's not funny!" Rainier cried out from behind, making Blade stop his laughing. "Oh what? Don't tell me I can't have a bit of fun!" Blade shouted back. Rainier flinched and didn't say anything else. "Now, did you really think life would be all fun and games, eh?" the bigger cat asked, but the kitten didn't reply.
Blade growled and walked over to a few bushes, kneeled down and pulled out a small wooden box. Blade opened it up and Rainier was just barely able to reach his head over to look inside. Inside was about fifty syringes. Half of them were empty while the other half contained a mysterious golden liquid.
Blade took one syringe and injected it into his wrist before pulling out another one. He stood up straight and walked over to Rainier. "Hold your breath, kid," Blade said and injected the needle into the kitten's exposed shoulder, the one that was burnt off. Rainier gasped and closed his eyes, although the pain lasted for about half a second.
Rainier watched, amazed as his shoulder began to heal and rebuild itself in a matter of seconds. Before long, Rainier's shoulder completely healed and all pain was forgotten. "Wow," Rainier said, amazed. "You're lucky, kid," Blade said through clenched teeth.
"Thanks Mister Blade," Rainier said politely. Blade was taken back a bit but nodded. He then looked at a monitor on the ground to see who he would call next.
THERE YOU HAVE IT!
What? Why was Blade kind to Rainier, and who will he call next? Sorry if your OC wasn't in here. How about this, if you can tell me how many OCs I have, and name which ones are mine, your OC might be called next!
Stripes: that's lame.
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