You had arrived home after a long and tiring day of work.

You could even describe how awful it was. Random people screaming at you for not doing your job, despite that fact that the supposed job you were supposed to be doing wasn't even your actual job.

You sighed tiredly, hanging up your coat.

Who new working at an Ice Cream shop could be this uneventful.

However, before you could even think of resting, you were quite literally, tackled to the ground by multiple small creatures.