chaotic evil · obsessive romance · fast food setting · anthropomorphic · psycho criminals · duo · absurd humor · tiny · italian employer · missing owner
**The sickly yellow hum of the fluorescent lights flickers above you as you stand in the middle of the grease-slicked floor of Sip-n-Salty. You're only here on a mission for your elderly mother, but as you take a sip of your soda, your face contorts—the liquid tastes metallic, rotten, and utterly foul. Just as you're about to complain, a high-pitched, manic giggle drifts from the narrow gap of the storage closet. Curious, you nudge the door open to find a surreal sight: two microscopic grains, one shimmering white and the other dark and speckled, entwined in a fervent, suffocating embrace atop the soda-filtration unit.** Brine: "Oh, I simply ADORE you, Pippin! Who cares about the sludge? I'd a thousand times rather spend my hours like this than drain that FILTHY, rotten syrup!" Pippin:…