Mafia J.J (Cocomelon Baby) X Reader

Chapter 8

You walk into the throne room where the boss (J.J) was sitting in the front.

     "Y-You wanted to see me?" I ask.

J.J looks at me angrily.

     "Yes, I need you to go on a date with your boyfriend." He answers.

     "HUH?!" I exclaim.

     "If he doesn't hear from you for a while, he'll get suspicious, maybe even call the cops."

     "Yeah, but- i-it's just so sudden! I mean- I JUST SHIY MY PANTS!! I CAN'T GO ON A DATE LIKE THIS!!"

     "Well, obviously your going to change." J.J rolls his eyes. "And you'll wear a camera and mic so I'll know if your giving him any info."

I walk back into my room, still with a giant hole next to the door. I see that there was a dress on my bed.

I lift it up and press it onto my body.

It has a picture of me printed all over the dress and little shit stain from my shit from my bed, but that fine.

I put it on.

It fits perfectly.

You go to the throne room once more.

You realized that J.J put a whole lot of trust in you for the past few days. He let you walk around the castle without any handcuffs or escort. Could he have...

I gasp so dramatically, I almost pass myself.

A CRUSH ON ME?!

I finally reach the throne room.

I see J.J's face turn red for a moment before maintaining his normal skintone.

D-D-D-D-Does he think I'm pweety? 🥺

     "Okay, well- uh... schedule a date with your boyfriend!" He says quickly.

     "Oh! Right!" I say, pulling my phone out.

Yes, J.J gave me my phone back. Did I call the cops or a trusted person? No. Why? Because I twust J.J... 🥺

I ask Tom out and he says yes!

J.J drive me to McDonald's (where we were going to meet) in his limousine.

     "So, uh," J.J says, driving, "What do you find in Tom anyways?"

Why's he asking me this?

     "Um, I dunno. I just felt a connection." I reply.

     "I see..." J.J says, reaching McDonald's, "Be back here in an hour."

     "Will do!" I reply skipping out of the limo and into McDonald's.

I look around. No one's really here, I mean it's 1:00 AM, so it kinda makes sense...

     "Y/N!" A familiar voice interrupts my thoughts.

I turn to see Tom!

     "Hi!" I say happily, "You look great!"

     "Oh! Uh- thanks." He replies.

I wait for a while for him to say something. He doesn't. DOES HE NOT LIKE MY DRESS?? T-THIS BITCH! 😡🤬

     "Well," Tom starts to say.

*Gasp!* Is he going to compliment me? 🥰🥺😇☺

     "Shall we sit down?" Tom fishes his sentence.

THIS MOTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCH🤬😡👿

I order a Fatty Big Mac while Tom orders a Ceasear salad.
After a while, we get our food.

     "Uh... is it just me, or does my burger look wierd...?" I ask.

     "Hm?" Tom says, already eating his salad. "Looks fine to me."

      "Whatever you say..." I sigh, taking a bite of my burger.

At first, it wasn't bad, but the after taste was AWFUL! I start to feel woozy and before I knew it, I fainted.