>you lost to Cynthia.., again
>and this time you don't have cash
>you are freaking out
>you have to tell her, you can't just run
>"whats wrong anon?"
>it takes you a moment but you man up and admit it
>there is a pause
>"it's ok anon, we are such dear friends"
>"I have an idea for how you can pay anyway"
>she looks around
>"Let's go somewhere secret" she says
>Cynthia grabs you by the hand
>"This way"
>You go with her as she takes you out of town
>As the scenery changes you observe the distant miltank farms on the outskirts of society.
>For a moment you interest is diverted
>She grasps you more forcefully to regain your focus
>"Just a little farther now, we are almost there"
>The farmland has given way to forestry, the road is now merely dirt and looks hardly trodden.
>A clearing gives way, flowers all around, truly a beautiful sight
>Amidst this lush scenery, a cozy house appears nestled
>"Gorgeous isn't it?"
>she turns to you and smiles
>"This is the place I only go to for that which I love"
>"let's go inside, I got a special surprise" she whispers in your ear
>she leads you to the door
>As you get closer, you feel her grip on your arm tighten even more
>and her eyes, the seem more determined than before
>She kicks open the door
>The room is filled with children in chains, slaving away, making home made ice cream
>you try to wriggle free, but her grip is too tight
>she chucks you into the room
>you are petrified with horror
>Garchomp comes out, grabs you, and chains you to a bicycle that powers a mixer
>none of the other children ever react, they look completely defeated.
>You gaze up at her but it's too late, she is already walking out
>As she leaves you call out "I thought...I thought you loved me?"
>She turns her cold eyes upon you, like daggers to the soul.
>"The only thing I love, is ice cream"
>End(I tried, sorry for wasting your time if it sucks)
