Dead!

It was a normal day. A completely mundane and slightly boring day just like any other. A few people stopped by the diner, Dr. Death Defying held his radio broadcast, and I helped out with stuff but mostly tried to stay out of the way. It was normal, until the afternoon.
D had just finished his afternoon airing. He was having put away the records he had played when we heard a loud crash from the main area of the diner. The sounds of ray guns going off quickly followed. “Pony?” D called out already grabbing his gun from the table. “Dracs!” we heard Show Pony, D’s assistant, yell back. D rolls past m, out of the room, cursing under his breath.
Me? I haven’t moved. Dracs! There were fucking draculoids here! They finally fucking came for me. I laid the record in my hand down on the table and back out of the room. I was shaking as I ran down the hall to my room. I know I have to help D and Pony. I reached my room and ran to my sleeping bag and reached down to grab my gun from the floor beside it.
Except as soon as my fingers touch the painted metal, the memories come back. The last time I used this gun; who I used it on. I backed out the room. My head was spinning and I felt like I couldn’t get enough air. A bang from the main area of the diner caused me to jump. I can’t even make myself help them. I have to hide.
A door at the end of the hallway opened to one of the rooms in the building actually used for storage. In the back on a shelf there is a small space about the size of a small box that I lodge myself into. It’s a tight fit but I’m terrified so I don’t care. I can still hear the laser fire from out front so I press my hands against my ears to block out the sound. I had no idea what I’d do if the dracs made it back here and found me. I was completely defenseless, having left my gun in my room. All I could hope was that D and Pony would pull through.
I have no idea how long it was before the door opened. Although it was probably only a few minutes it felt like hours. I couldn’t see who was at the door from where I was. My eyes clenched shut as they started to make their way toward me. After a few seconds a pair of gloved hands gripped my wrists and I flinched. The person pulled my hands away from my head. “Kittie” they said and I immediately recognized the voice and opened my eyes. Show Pony was crouched in front of me, gripping my wrists, concern written all over their face. Their hair was sweaty and plastered to their face but they don’t seem harmed at all. “A-are they gone?” I asked quietly. Pony nods. “D?” “He’s fine” They answer while standing up and holding a hand out to me. I took it and Pony pulls me out of the shelving and onto my feet. I mumbled out a small thank you. Pony gives me a small sympathetic smile. “Come on” they said starting to lead me out of the room. “The doc wants to talk to you”

Notes

I'm legit living vicariously through these Killjoy fics guys.
Okay so I'm sure some of you noticed I used they/them pronouns for Pony and the reason for that is bc I made them non-binary for this fic universe. Just so ya'll know. So if I fuck up at some point feel free to call me out on it.
Anyway school is out in about three weeks and we're going to Kansas soon after and you know what that means!!! More updates. I think I might take a break from my kidnapping fic so I can start rewriting the highschool fic but I'll definently continue with this and hopefully Blast so ya'll got that to look forward to.
I'm not sure if I'll be able to update again before I go however so until next time

Psychedelic Ghost out!

Ps that is my new Killjoy name btw so um yeah idk if I ever said anything about that before I have shit memory. Oh and also:

Song of the Moment: Mermaid Festa Vol.2- Passionate- Rin Hoshizora and Honoka Kousaka