Team rwby was sitting in front of a big birthday cake for some reason honestly i don't know why.
Ruby: Mmmmm cake.
Weiss: Touch it and you die cunt.
Weiss stared ruby down while holding her sweet iconic dark matter desert eagle with a glint of anger in her eyes.
Yang was staring at the wall while eating chalk like a normal person.
Blake: Why is the cake shaking?.
Everyone look at the cake as it was shaking violently.
Yang: Haha the cake is alive.
Suddenly a unknown man (aka you) bursts from the cake wielding a strange gun.
Y/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIRAGE!.
You begin to wildly fire your flatline into the roof of the dormroom scaring the shit outta team rwby only stopping once your mag runs dry.
Team rwby: Oh god!
Y/n: Wait a minute this isn't mirages bar nor are any of you mirage where the fuck am i?.
you say while reloading your flatline.
Weiss: Wait i can explain!.
Without missing a beat you open fire upon team rwby without a care causing a chain of events to set into motion.
(doin your mom doin doin your mom)
YOU ARE READING
dumb "male reader stories" from a genuine slugbrain (Real)
Humordoin your mom with consent (i don't own anything copyrighted used to make these shit stories unless it's your mom lol OWNED!)
