Mickey Mouse Pasta

This was a torture Cupcakes-esque story I wrote for the lulz. Still not finished yet. Enjoy. --Imagine every molecule in your entire body spontaneously exploding at the speed of light (talk) 21:36, October 13, 2012 (UTC)

The Pasta

It was a nice, quiet, sunny day in Disneyland. The sun was shining, birds were singing, the tourists were exploring, and it was a fine, happy day under the sun. The mascots and interns of the themepark were all going about their daily routines, stopping by to say hi to any tourist or passerby.

All except for Kyotarou Suga.

Kyotarou, one of the many interns of the themepark, had a day off today. Before any confusion ensues, Kyotarou turned 21 on February 2nd, 2014. He got a major in English in College, before moving to America and becoming an intern at Disneyland. While he admitted it wasn't the most exciting job, he still got paid a fair amount, so being one didn't hurt.

Today was a particularly "special" day off for him, though. He was going to meet his friend, Mickey Mouse (who was also the star of Disneyland) at his house at the edge of the park, in front of the massive Ferris wheel that took up quite a bit of the skyline at the park.

Kyo, irked from his lack of coffee in the morning, hit the cafe at 8:27 A.M. to get his daily fill before he headed off to his friends house.

"Hey, Jonathan!" Kyo said to the cashier as he approached the desk.

A bald, fat man turned his head to Kyo, but not before assorting his money he had and putting it in the cash register. He smiled at Kyo and asked "Sup, Kyo? What'd you like to have today?"

Kyo was good friends with him, so it was quite nice to talk to him in the morning while he got his breakfast. Kyo continued "Just a cup of decaf and a bacon egg and cheese sandwich, please."

"Coming right up," Jonathan answered in return. A few minutes later, Kyo was biting down into his sandwich at a table reading a newspaper while sipping some of his coffee. Kyo put his sandwich down, intrigued at the concepts of the newspaper. The headline was, in traditional bold black words, "MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCES OCCURING AROUND DISNEYLAND". Kyo kept his eyes locked on the paper, studying every word. The newspaper article was long yet to the point, describing some mysterious events such as missing tourists, interns, and employees. The article ended with the note that further investigation into the case is upcoming.

After Kyo finished his paper, he took another bite out of his sandwich, finishing it and suckling the ketchup off of his fingers. As he stood up and stretched, he realized - oh man, he was late for the meeting with Mickey!

Pushing his chair in hastily, he quickly rushed out the door, but Jonathan stopped him. "Hey! Where you going?"

"I gotta run, Jonathan!" Kyo said, waving at him. "Thanks for the meal." Kyo placed 15 bucks on the counter before continuing out the door. "Some kids," sighed Jonathan, "I just don't understand 'em." XXXXXXXX Kyo's feet rapped hardly on the solid concrete of the ground of the Disneyland themepark, eager to reach his destination quickly. Lateness was never an option in his family, and he always tried his best to overcome it. All around him he heard the cheerful cries of children playing on all variations of rides and attractions. Finally, ahead of him, Kyo could see the giant Ferris wheel - impossible to miss, and acted like a trail to Mickey's house whenever he had to go there.

There it was, concealed beneath the bright, large and cheery green trees, was Mickey's house. Also like the Ferris wheel, it stood out like a sore thumb from the crowd - on top of the building were too massive mouse ears. The entire building was painted red and yellow, except for the roof which was blue and had some cheery paintings of clouds on it.

Kyo finally arrived at the oddly shaped, octagon door of Mickey's house. Stopping to catch his breath, he took out a water bottle he got from a deli on the way and chugged. This hot summer air was tough, and he always carried an extra supply of fluids in case he needed it.

Kyo wiped the sweat off his forehead, turned around, and rapped mildly on the door. A squeaky sounding voice of "I'm coming!" came from inside the house, and before Kyo knew it Mickey was standing at the doorway, his arms behind his back like a gentleman and smiling his signature smile.

Kyo grinned. The sight of his happy-go-lucky friend always made him smile. "What's up, Mickey?" he asked to his furry friend. "You told me to come here yesterday but I don't know what for."

"You'll see, silly!" Mickey answered, giggling his signature "Taha!" before guiding Kyo into his house.

Kyo marvelled at the sight around him - normally, he hated things that were TOO happy-go-lucky, but this just brought a smile to his face. Everything was colored bright colors such as blue, orange, yellow, and red, and the house was completely alive with movement - machines, furniture, and household items were jumping around as if they were part of Mickey's family himself.

Kyo sat himself down on one of the comfortable leather chairs and made himself at home. Mickey made some tea for the both of them, and after they both finished their beverages, Kyo stretched and then asked Mickey once again - "What's the purpose of this meeting?"

Mickey smiled wider. "We're going to...test something under the Ferris wheel today!"

"Test?" Kyo asked. He had been under the Ferris wheel before, but that was a few years ago. It was quite a good place for testing things and being alone without disturbance, but something about the way Mickey said this seemed...off. Before Kyo had time to answer, the last thing he felt before passing out was a sharp pain in the back of his head, and the last thing he saw was his head slumping to the ground and his whole body collapsing.

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Kyo's eyes slowly pried open to reveal a dim yet blinding white light on the top of him. He closed his eyes shut, unable to handle the amount of light after just awaking up from his unexpected pass out. After his eyes adjusted, he looked around the room, revealing his was trapped in a deep, dark place which echoed with an eerie dripping sound.

Kyo attempted to move, but he looked down and saw that the dim white light was illuminating his body, which revealed that he was chained to a platform in the middle of the mysterious room. Kyo automatically realized that his ability to move had been stripped away from him. Kyo began to grow nervous, but it was nothing serious.

He attempted to remember, and after about 10 minutes of concentrating, it came to him - the last thing that had happened before this was him being knocked out by some unknown force, while visiting Mickey's house. Kyo attempted to break the chains that were pinning him down.

Kyo laid there for another 5 minutes, cursing profanities at the chains and attempting to free himself once again, but failing each time. As soon as Kyo gave up, he heard the slight sound of a creaking door in front of him. Following this sound was an echoey laugh of "Taha!" - Mickey's laugh. Kyo began to feel safe again, knowing that his friend was there to help him.

"Mickey?" Kyo called out into the darkness.

There was no response except for a slight chuckle from the mouse.

He asked again. The same response.

And again. Same response.

Suddenly, Mickey finally stepped into the light and into Kyo's view. He still carried his signature smile. The sound of a door, the same door, slamming behind him echoed throughout the cave-like room.

The sight of Mickey soothed Kyo. "Mickey, what's going on here?" questioned Kyo. "Why the hell am I tied up to this platform?"

Mickey smiled. "Because we're going to have fun, taha, you silly goose!" Before Kyo could ask him what he meant, Mickey pulled out two white doctor's gloves from his pocket, and put them on. His smile never ceased. It was at this moment Kyo realized that they were in the cellar below the Ferris wheel. He could hear the faint sounds of children and adults alike laughing on the ride high above them. Mickey turned to Kyo and smiled again, Kyo finally snapped at him and remembered what Mickey said about going into the cellar.

"Mickey, seriously, what the hell is going on here?" He said, still trying to retain his fright, thinking it was a cruel joke. "Why am I in here?" Mickey's smile lightened, and he answered: "Because I want to play with you, silly, taha. That's why I knocked you out with a wrench and dragged you down here, Kyo."

Kyo's eyes shot open even more than before. "W-what are you saying?" "I suppose I should explain in more elaborate detail," Mickey went on. "I've played this little game for years, Kyo, and at many different themeparks I've been to. All of my friends, or at least most of them, I have invited to my house and played with. And you were next on the list scheduled for today, so oh boy, I just couldn't wait!" Mickey squealed in glee, before stepping into the darkness again. Seconds later, Mickey pushed a grey, metal cart into Kyo's line of view, and this was where Kyo began to get extremely terrified.

On top of the cart was a tray that was equally grey and metal as the cart - and the said tray was also applied with sickeningly sharp medical tools of all shapes, kinds and sizes. At this point, Kyo began to sweat ferociously, and his voice began to crack when he spoke.

"M-Mickey, w-what i-is, t-that?!" He asked, refusing to believe it was serious. "It's our Mousekatools, silly!" Mickey answered, giggling carelessly again. "We'll play with them until it ends!"

Kyo's eyes, at this point, were so widened that he could've sworn they almost fell out of his head. However, Kyo's sweating subsided, and his eyes drooped down again. He began to laugh. "Hahahhahah! That was hilarious, Mickey! You really got me there. Like you would ever do this to me, or anybody for that matter! Hehehehhehhe."

Mickey's smile turned into a frown. "I am not laughing. This is not a joke." Kyo's head shot up. Could what he be saying really be true? Could Mickey really be some kind of mass murderer? Kyo then flashbacked to the morning, where he read about all the disappearances in the newspaper...could it be possible those disappearances linked to Mickey himself?

Kyo refused to believe it. He refused to believe that his longtime friend, the cheery, happy and carefree Mickey Mouse, was sick in the head. But there it was, the evidence right in front of him, that Mickey was a killing machine. Kyo began to sweat bullets.

"Now...it's time to begin playing! But first, let me introduce you to the rest of the party!" Mickey stepped back, clapping his hands and turning on the dim lights, to reveal a revolting sight.

The walls were stained absolutely blood red, with various corpses hanging from them. Intestines were nailed to some of the walls in a pattern to form words, some of them saying stuff like "PLAYING IS FUN!" and "IT'S ALWAYS A PARTY WITH MICKEY MOUSE!" Various skulls were hung on the walls as well like mantles - various skulls he recognized.

What really made Kyo want to hurl, however, was his next sight. There, hanging from a wall above the door where Mickey entered, was the corpse of Jonathan. His body was hanging by his neck from a tightened metal noose. His neck was raw and destroyed. His toes and fingers were visibly gone, and two spikes were jammed straight through his eye sockets, making a criss cross. He was completely disemboweled, his organs hanging in front of his body, a few of them slipping and hitting the concrete of the ground with a sickening thud.

Kyo was absolutely horrified, saddened, angered and disgusted at the same time. "H-how did you," he asked Mickey, "how did you kill him? I-I only talked to him about 30 minutes ago..."

Mickey smiled again, albeit in a more arrogant fashion, and answered, "Funny story about that, actually. I knew you were heading here, so I knocked him out, dragged him here, and I finished the job quicker than I wished to."

Kyo's eyes began to blur. This could not be happening. His entire world began to spin around him. Was this really the fate he was destined to? To be promised hours of torture by an insane psychopath who used to be his friend? Kyo felt lightheaded and wanted to vomit, but nothing came out.

"Anyway..." Mickey intervened Kyo's train of thought and went on, "let us begin!" Mickey clapped again, dimming the lights even further, but kept them light enough for Kyo to see his horrifying surroundings and make the lighting atmospheric enough for Mickey to begin his torture session.

Mickey turned his head to the tray and observed the weapons on it, still wearing his white gloves. He observed the tray, pondering what tool to use to begin the horror show. "Hmmm? Should I start with the hammer? Or the surgeon's knife? Or maybe the old fashioned way?"

At this point, Kyo snapped back into reality. Mickey was going to torture him, no ifs, ands or buts. He had to find away to get out of there, and fast.

Kyo thrashed and thrashed, using even more might than before. However, Mickey had the advantage. He pulled out a remote switch, before pressing a button which tightened and tightened the chain's grip on Kyo even further till the point where his knuckles and shins were sore.

"Don't be silly and try to fight it, Kyo, taha!" laughed Mickey, his demented chuckle bouncing across every wall. "Let us at least begin the fun first!" Mickey put the remote back on the tray and searched for another device. Pulling out a scissor, he turned toward Kyo, who began to scream. Mickey licked his lips in anticipation and brought the scissor down.

Kyo was completely expecting to feel the first blow from the deadly sharp looking scissors, but instead felt nothing. He peered down hesitantly and saw that Mickey was reluctantly cutting his shirt off, probably to get more space to begin his incision. This relieved Kyo at first, until he realized it would feel even worse if his body was bare.

Mickey finally finished cutting the shirt off at Kyo's neck, before the two halves split and fell onto the two sides of the ground behind him. Kyo peered down again at Mickey, who already began to cut off Kyo's pants. Both of the legs of the pants fell around him, leaving Kyo completely naked except for his underwear. "M-Mickey! Please! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME!" Kyotarou begged, tears welling at his eyes. "I'm sorry if I did something mean to you! Just please let me go! Don't hurt me!"

"Awww, it's okay, Kyo, you didn't do anything mean! It's just playtime, that's all!" Mickey craned his hand back to the tray, placing the scissors safely down, before taking out another fierce looking device. This one was a sharp and deadly as hell looking doctor's tool, shaped a bit like a knife, but taken up more by the sharper tip. The tip itself was extremely sharp and could easily peel away flesh. "Tee hee!" Mickey laughed. "I used this weapon to play with Nodoka. For a shy girl, she was quite the fighter!"

Mickey advanced back towards the helpless Kyo, who could do nothing but thrash aimlessly and shout unintelligeble begs for Mickey to stop. Mickey stopped at the edge of Kyo's platform and looked down, eager to begin the incision.

An idea sprung into Mickey's head, and he began to cut a circular incision around Kyo's waist all the way to his neck.

Mickey harshly brought down the tool, and Kyo screamed in agony as the small but vicious weapon dug deep into his skin, cutting away veins and draining small amounts of his blood. Kyo tried to hold himself back from coughing up blood as Mickey continued the circular cut around his waist, the tool scratching and cutting his skin. The cut stung bad, but the wound left was rather thin, only causing Kyo mild amounts of pain. As Mickey finished the first cut, some of the skin at the end of Kyo's neck peeled away. Kyo couldn't take it anymore and spat some of the liquid substance all over his chest, trying again to thrash his way out of the nightmare.

Mickey observed Kyo's first wound and looked satisfied by it. He had cut all around one side of Kyo's waist just up until the opposite side of his torso. Kyo, at this point, was writhing in pain, coughing up phlegm and snot dripping from his nose.

Mickey peered down at his prey and asked to Kyo, "Now, where should I cut next? Hmmm..." Mickey reached back to the tray, placing down the tool and selecting a ferocious looking steak knife from the batch. Kyo began to hyperventilate again as he watched Mickey get ever closer to him, his vision blurry from his blood, sweat and tears.

Mickey towered over Kyo's powerless body and locked his eyes on the flesh protecting Kyo's shoulder. He smirked. "Now, stay still, Kyo, it's time to continue, taha!"

Kyo used all his wrath to try and break the chains, but to no avail. He already felt weakened, and Mickey was closing in for his next blow.

Mickey, finally locking his eyes on the target, let out a laugh as he swung the butcher knife downward, slicing a good amount of flesh off of Kyo's shoulder. Blood spewed into the air like a grotesque fountain and Kyo howled in excruciating pain, his right arm going numb and his voice cracking even further. The still pulsing second layer of Kyo's skin was clearly visible. Kyo saw it and wanted to wretch.

Mickey smiled and then said "How about we enhance the experience?" He put down the butcher knife on the tray and studied it again, before picking out a large steak knife. He turned to the defenseless Kyo again, and threw his knife back, cutting multiple times with all his might. Kyo screamed in complete agony as Mickey continued the torture, flakes of flesh dropping to the ground and blood pouring all over the platform and dripping onto the floor.

Suddenly, the slashing came to a halt and Mickey tossed the knife to the side. Kyo was stunned from the pure, unstoppable burning pain flickering all around his body. Mickey smiled sadistically at his victim, jumping up and down in unhealthy glee. "OK, that's enough with the knives for now. Let's try something different! Hmmm..."

Mickey turned to the cart again, once again going back to pick out another weapon. After a few seconds of comtemplation, he took a hammer out of the tray, spinning it around and making sure he firmly grasped it. Mickey took a match from his pocket and lit up the end of the hammer. Reapproaching Kyo, he swiped a nail from the tray and, placing it right above Kyo's kneecap, brought it down with a sickening force.

Kyo screamed and shuttered in pain as his kneecap was smashed by the hammer - Mickey's strength combined with the flames on the end of the hammer was enough to completely tear open the flesh of Kyo's kneecap and battering ram it's way down to the bone, completely snapping it. A horrific crunching sounds echoed throughout the dimly lit cellar as Kyo writhed in pain, tears welling in his eyes.

"And now for the second knee!" Mickey swurved slightly to the side and, using a fresh match, lit the hammer once more, ferociously bringing it down and crushing Kyo's right kneecap. Kyo spat up blood like a fountain in sheer pain and horror -