Cupid's Arrow - yan!dsmp x non-binary!reader

[part 10]: A Daydream, or a new Nightmare?

I mean, come on!This motherfucker tried to blend in with the green hoodie? LMFAO it's NEON green your hood. Not regular or dark green. You snickered a little at the cluelessness of the stranger. It was almost like they were asking to get robbed or something!

And yet, even after a whole minute, the clownery, the tomfoolery even, continued. The dumbass turned around! And was looking the entire opposite direction! That most certainly scheduled a well-deserved prank from Y/n. Or at least, that's what they thought.

Slipping off their dress shoes/high heels they stood up carefully and tiptoed over to the hooded stranger, angling themself to be in prime sword-stealing position.

And slowly unhooked or whatever you would call the action that meant Mx Neon had no sword on him.

Mmmmmh what should I do with this? I mean, I have diamond sword already... this is probably enchanted too...

Oh. Wait. Better idea!

bonk

"Ow! What the fu-?!" So, it was safe to assume that the prank worked perfectly. The hilt hit them square on the head. The hooded stranger fumbled for their sword, only to turn up empty handed and utterly confused at what had just happened. Which, made Y/n feel very proud of their actions. Yeah, no remorse. Deserved.

"What did you do with my sword?" Hissed a male voice that originated from underneath a white, fairly chipped and kind of dirty porcelain mask, engraved with a simplistic smiley face, like the one you would send on a email or text. You know, :)

And, now that you could clown this guy to his face, you did take slight notice of the familiarity of the decal. Deja vu much? The mask's eyeholes were two dots, so Y/n could only barely glimpse the strangers eyes. Barely.

You whistled a jaunty tune as you bounced on your heels, noticing how the grass felt soft underfoot, despite your socks being on. After all, why would you have your dogs out? Kinda weird if you did.

"Nothinnn'?" Their e/c eyes sparkled mischievously in the sunlight as they grinned slyly. But, Mr Lime didn't buy into the poorly hidden lie, shoving Y/n harshly. It did kind of hurt.

"Hey! I was going to give it back to you, WITH a sheath, but maybe I won't, now that you so rudely shoved me!" They harrumphed, folding their arms, mocking disappointment.

"Who are you?" Is the only response Y/n is able to receive. Mr No-Sheath seemed to be calmer now, but the h/c person didn't notice,due to their pride being hurt. He'd probably assessed that they weren't a threat, or someone he knew due to their strange appearance... probably.

First that kiss, now this? Doesn't anybody have respect these days?  You internally sobbed, mourning the loss of your dignity. This guy couldn't even acknowledge what you just said!

So, you decided to laugh through your pain. Saving the world (and your sanity) with comedy! Just like Bo Burnham!

"Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?" Was the first and best quip that came to mind, a perfect balance between sassy and funny. Or at least, it was from your point of view.

"I would. That's why I'm asking." Commented Little Green Riding Hood, aptly named because he was at least a foot shorter than you, even when you were barefoot. His attitude was apparent, and appalling. Not to mention he didn't get your joke. Wow.