Once upon a sunny day, Y/n was walking down a random paved street. Her h/c hair flowed in the wind, partially burdened by the McDonald's cap she wore upon her beautiful head.
Joker, being the hungry boi he was, walked into McDonald's to devour 17 Big Macs at once. He stepped into the McDonald's, his stomach rumbling incessantly, begging for a morsel of food that could quickly force a grown man into a diabetic coma.
Joker wasn't your average teen, however.
He was a hungry boi who could burn over 9000 calories just by walking to the bathroom.
Y/n entered the McDonalds before Joker, slamming the door in his average face. You skipped cheerfully behind the counter, quickly serving a glorious Quarter Pounder to a gluttonous man who cracked their tile floor with every step he took.
The man bit down into the beefy burger, then collapsed into diabetic shock. His beady, blue eyes rolled back into his head and the impact his 759 pound body made with the floor caused a level 5 earthquake on the Richter scale.
Joker stepped over the land whale, placing his order with you before lounging by the counter.
Yet, the thought of killing a man with a burger allured him. He didn't have friends anymore, as he had abandoned them in exchange for free roam and control over the minds of every dimwitted person in the world. He wanted meaning in life.
He wanted a job at McDonald's.
Stepping up to the counter once more, Joker paid you with the money he had nicked off of the morbidly obese man and received his order of, you guessed it.
578 Big Mac supersized combo meals with extra-large fries and a giant drink with each meal, 377382 orders of 20 piece Chicken McNuggets, and 5664737288 cheeseburgers with a small chocolate shake.
Joker skipped into the managers office, begging the old dude until he gave him a job.
As Y/n was hauling the now-deceased man into an ambulance, you gaped as Joker unhinged his small-seeming jaw and swallowed the store whole.
Joker hadn't gotten the job, so he ate the store.
Y/n slowly backed away, dropping the man then running away. Suddenly, Joker latched onto your arm, dragging you back to the ruins of the restaurant.
"Let's get a job together," Joker whispers into your ear. He spun you around, holding you in his thin arms. You gulped as you recognized dried blood beneath his trimmed fingernails.
You nod weakly, and he sweeps you off your feet and into his arms. He carries you bridal style to a coffee shop, where the man working the counter simply blinks. You're set onto an ugly bed as Joker smiles, grinning evilly.
"Well shit," you whisper as the lights are turned off.
OwO Is this the end for you?
Well I'm out of time so haha yep.
Suddenly, a mysterious girl clutching a Kaneki body pillow in her arms quickly grabbed you and dragged you away.
"What's your name, mysterious man?" Y/n whispered as she was dragged away.
Joker responded cheerfully. "Why my name is FuckerOfWaifus69. Nice to meet you, weird McDonald's cashier."
You nod grimly before being dragged into what lied behind the 4th wall.
What lied behind said 4th wall, you might ask?
A desolate wasteland where a orange man with a duck for hair is president, of course.
You scream for FuckerOfWaifus69 to save you, but he sighed and turned away, abandoning you like he did with every friend he's ever had.
You scream in terror before disappearing into the unknown.
Bad Ending for you, haha!