Yuki: YAY!

Anika: Welcome another chapter of JtSM (the 'S' is for suicidal)

Yuki: I saw Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince last night (7-14/15)! SQUEE!

EDIT: I am finishing this up on July 21. My b-day was on the 19th and I am getting JtHM and Squee in the mail on the 23rd. 8D That means quicker updates and some chapters of Yami's life as a kid with the neglectful assholes that he calls his parents.

EDIT: Today (7/28) is a slow day. I have the task of doing my mom's homework for her. Why? My mom doesn't have time. That is her excuse for dumping her homework on me. AH! I got JtHM on the 23rd and Squee! yesterday. Yay!

Cast:

Johnny C. - Atemu

Random guy I will call Bob - as himself

Warning: VIOLENCE! ...beware...

Chapter 10: JtSM - 2:15 AM

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Atemu ran over to the local 24/7 after feeling the sudden wanting of snacks. 'Mmmm. Mmmmm. YUM!!!'

After running inside the small convenience store, the maniac went straight for the snack aisle, grabbing a bag of Señor Salsa chips, the slogan 'You'll pee fire!' declared 'proudly' on the bag.

'Thirsty!!' With that thought, Atemu turned directly to the Brainfreezy machine, a magical slushy creator.

BRAINFREEZY

Frosty Peanut Cherry Doom Icy Ham

Atemu bounded over to the magical machine. "Mmm! Cherry freezy!! I smile!!!" Had you seen the maniac smile gleefully as he walked and grabbed a 24/7 cup, you would've mistaken him for a child on Christmas or his birthday. It was one of those innocent moments of happiness. One of those moments that he didn't have any opportunity to enjoy.

Atemu stood in front of the machine, paying no mind to the sign next to it, which stated 'Pull gently. Oh... Oh, Yeah. That's good.'.The machine fizzed as Nny gently pulled down the handle for his cherry-flavored slushy. None appeared into his cup.

"Excuse me," Atemu said, turning to the cashier, 'Bob' according to his nametag. "There's something wrong with the Brainfreezy Machine."

Bob mentally sighed. "Nothing's wrong. We turn them off after 2 a.m."

Atemu turned his head away, as did the cashier. "Oh." He mumbled, a tear escaping his eye. His freezy forgotten, Atemu began to walk towards the exit. "That that's it. No stopping it now. I'm going to kill myself. Yes."

When Atemu was in front of the pay counter, he stopped. Bob looked up. Atemu took his chance. "And I'm taking you with me, you self-appointed beverage dictator!!"

"Get back! I have a gun." Bob was sweating slightly, pushed up against the wall by the maniac. He didn't notice the teen's hand under the counter.

"You mean this one?" Atemu held up the gun in his right hand. "Under the counter; not a very smart place to hide a gun. Now, I want you to know that I hate these things, and only touch them for really important things; mainly myself."

"The world would be so much nicer if people only used guns on themselves." Atemu cocked the gun, the metal piece 'kliking' in preparation for its job.

"Then don't shoot me! C'mon, man! It's only a brainfreezy! It's not worth killing anyone!!" Bob was screaming for his life, not knowing if the lunatic would let him live.

"YOU HOLE!! That's just part of it!! A minor lump in a sea of SHIT!! And I'm sick of this!" Atemu held the gun to the side of his head. "Let's go!"

"Wait!" Bob, the idiotic asshole that he was, tried again to live. "I'll just trn the machine back on!! It'll only take a few minutes, and you can have a freezy for FREE!!"

"NO!" Atemu was now pissed off. Why could no one understand his problems?!?! "The moment's gone! It's memory!! I wanted it THEN! Now I'll just have the memory of yet another thing I didn't get! Another hope unfulfilled! And that fuckin' freezy was just a reminder of EVERYTHING! That familiar disappointment!! It's just not nice."

"Then just kill yourself! Don't kill me!!"

"Here's the deal, my friend." Atemu pointed the gun at the lowly cashier, eyes closing slightly in anxiety. "I'm alone. Any happiness in my life is only a brief prelude to the tiresome descents into levels of hell even a convenience store clerk could never imagine!! I don't want to die like I've lived. I want a companion in this."

Atemu righted his grip on the handgun. "So put on a happy face. Let's make this pleasant."

"Stop!!" Bob screamed, the idiot that he was. "The cameras! The security cameras have seen you! If you kill me, you'll get caught! Ha!" He smiled. Atemu looked up, the fish-eye lens sparkling slightly at him. He smiled a classic villain smile.

"Now that would be something, though it's not likely." He pointed at the cashier. "You see, I never get caught. Not even if I tried. I don't think it's possible, but let's not get into that." (A/N: There's a part in the comic that's just gross, so I won't write that down.)

"And with those last words." The maniac positioned his gun. "We depart."

The cashier had no time to think as a bullet exploded through the right side of his head, pieces of flesh, bone, and gray matter spreading everywhere. Blood splattered onto Atemu's face and sweater, the white and black stripes of the fabric accepting the red that came onto them.

"Wait up," the teen said, looking down at the dead man. "I'm right behind you." He held the gun to his head and pulled the trigger.

Clik!

...

What?

CLIK!

...

WHAT?!

CLIK!

"Whuh?" Atemu's heart picked up, pounding rapidly in agitation. "SHIT! Only ONE bullet?! And I used it on somebody ELSE?! Damn! Oh, damn! Oh, damn! Oh..." His attention wavered once crimson eyes found a new prize.

"OH, WOW!!" Atemu's spirits lifted, seeing another cherry drink. "Fiz-wiz!! Cherry Fiz-wiz!! I didn't know they had Fiz-wiz!! WHEEE-HEE!!"

Cash and change was thrown over the counter to Bob's corpse as Atemu ran out of the 24/7, soda in his arms.

Atemu sat at his drawing desk, an unfinished Happy Noodle Boy comic in front of him. He turned away from his mirror, the back on his seat under his folded hands.

Dear Die-ary,

I stared, motionless, before the mirror. As always,
I stayed until I'm convinced that there is no glass, nothing,
separating me from the room I see on the other side.

I imagine that everything is different.
Over there. Better. There are people,
in that world, who I would like.

Atemu reached out to the mirror, to go to that world. He felt hopeful...

But, like always, my hand hits that glass.

I know that if I'd only waited just one more second...

Shit.

He sat in silence until his mind thought of a solution to this problem.

I'm gonna go kill a party clown.

Yuki: Kay, I started this forever ago. I typed it up twice (in a better style), but circumstances kept me from saving it. (HATE THE WORLD!)

Anika: Such angst.

Atemu: Review or I will make you read my HNB comics!

Happy Noodle Boy: HOLY PIG-SHIT, BATMAN! Lick at my decaying flesh of beans!

Yami: O.o... Okay. I'm back in two chapters! Review this or I'll die!