Y/n's POV
"Ladies and gentlemen since we've FINALLY caught the person who has been guilty for the wreckage of the president's home!" the man with the beanie said. i was tied to a pole and was surrounded by wood. The beanie guy pulled the curtain for everyone to see me and set a torch on fire. I smirked and let it happen. As soon as the fire hit the wood are me, the ropes came undone. I then realized that my friend was there and drank an invisibility potion and freed me. They then tossed me one and i drank it. The fox guy with the hat saw this and tried to chase us but tripped on his tail. We giggled and ran into a forest, and after awhile we stopped.
"Y/n you owe me" I raised an eyebrow "And how would you like me to make up for this?" just then my own friend pushed me against a tree and was about to kiss my neck.
I pushed them off of me "WHAT THE FUCK JAMES?!" (please don't come after me for it i dunno what else to put-)
Right then and there i realized he wanted my body to make up for it. I pulled out my diamond sword and stabbed him through the heart. I'm not just gonna give someone my body for some stupid thing. I suddenly felt as if I was being watched so i took my crossbow from behind and loaded it. I then shot an arrow past someone's head. some random guy walked out from behind a tree. He had a darkish brown jacket on him with two white stripes on the sleeves, a white shirt underneath, a bunch of scars, round glasses, and a black beanie.
"Sorry.. I was just curious.. how did you even manage to make it in l'manburg..? you're not even a citizen.." The random man said. "Why the fuck would i ever tell you? I don't even know you" I said back, venom laced in my voice, and with that i turned on my heel and left the scene.
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Explosives (revivedbur x reader)
Randomwhat'll happen when an undead man and a wanted criminal meet each other and become "enemies" but develop feelings for each other? will things be Ok with their connections? or will everything be a disaster? (PLEASE NOTE THIS IS KINDA BASED OFF THE DS...
