-your jorkin at zaddy vox'es place. He goes over to you and ask you something-
"Hey hottie MCpancakes" he says
"Go do the laundry, it's duck season"
"Yes, Zaddy- I mean yes master-...."
-you go over to do the laundry box follows you into the room without you knowing, and you start to do the laundry-
"(In mind) omg he's so zaddy I wanna get plugged in by my cutie"
-you realize he behind you, he whips his cord, and starts rubbing your back"
"Do you like jazz?"
"Uhmmm.... I don know I've never heard it... "
"C'mon let's go listen to jazz"
"Umm okay.."
-you follow him into his jazz room, a room dedicated all to jazz-
"Oh...! It's interesting in here... "
"I know right it's so cool?! Doesn't just want to make you boogie?"
"Uhh sure I guess...?"
-vox starts playing jazz and busting a move, later twerking to the beat-
"Mm YEAHHH.... THAT'S TRUEEE JAZZ!!"
"Oh yeah..! Totally!!"
-vox stops playing jazz and gives you a sad,mad, cockeyed look. He looks behind you so you can only see his face-
"Y-you don't like jazz?.... B-b-but...jazz is jazz..? How can you not like jazz..?!"
-while he says this, he does the jazz hands-
"Uhmm well, it's just that I'm not interested really..."
"GO BACK TO WORK!!!"
"B-but..."
"GET OUT‼️‼️"
-your on your way back, but that moment just won't leave your head... At some point you feel bad for him.-
"(In mind) omg I feel I was disobeying him... Maybe I should tell him sorry..?"
-After your done FLOPPING BURGERS, you go out to find him to say your sorry-
"Vox? Where are you? I-i-i-i like jazz...?"
-you don't see him anywhere, but at the corner of your eye, you see him crying still.-
"Omg smoochiepoo is that you? My honeybun toasted at 450 degrees, cooked on high? Is that you that I see??"
"Go away..! Traitor"
"Trader Joes?"
"NO!"
-he says "NO" very stiffly and rudely-
"B-but please forgive me I was wrong..!"
"Y-you really think so"
-there's a pause. Then a moment of silence between you and vox, then you start to speak up-
"You like jazz..?"
-he hugs you-
"OMG BABY I LOVE YOU!!! My Smart Steps Trend PLUS 2-in-1 Baby Walker with Deluxe Toy!! Thats you that just said you like jazz?!"
"Oh yes it's me!"
-he goes silent-
"I think you're doing this to just make me happy come with me..."
"Uhmm..No-but okay...?"
-he walks you over somewhere. It's just an empty room.-
"Stand here...!"
"Okay...?"
"And put on this blindfold you beta!"
"O-oh..."
-you feel heartbroken, hearing that word, "beta"-
"Okay I did it...Now what....?"
"Just you wait"
-he get a random cord from the back of his head and ties it around your neck-
"Wait...? What is this??...."
-you get excited thinking it's something else.-
"It's not what you think"
-he strangled you to death, because you lied about liking jazz. In the end, the burgers were burnt. He cried about that too. Moral of the story, don't lie about liking jazz, it can hurt someone really bad-
THE END
