*Flashback*
As y/n was sitting on the toilet taking a shit,
her mother was in the kitchen baking cookies and making dinner for the two of them.
Her mother, knowing her that daughter had the appetite of 10 dinosaurs,
she had decided to cook extra as a way of showing her appreciation for y/n helping her weed the garden.
While the food was cooking,
an amazing aroma of spices, meat and vegetables were circulating around the small humble home.
Unknowingly, the scent of food had attracted 2 injured and hungry males who were back from a mission.
Y/n was still seated on the toilet taking a dump, when she heard a massive BANG! THWACK! and a THUD! From the kitchen,
so she quickly finished her business, flushed, washed her hands (with soap) and sprinted to where the kitchen was to check if her mother was ok.
Only to find a man with blonde, slicked back hair and a short male with a scarf covering his face, face planting into the wooden floor boards and an angry woman towering above them with a heavy, cast iron pan in her right hand and a belt in the other.
Praying for the two male's unfortunate demise, she had slowly crept back to the hallway where her room was and decided to see what songs to play at the funeral.