The World of Yo-kai(Yokai watch X Reader)

Unbearable Brats

Annoying Noise Yo-kai
Squeeky

Roughraff: If only dey weren't tageter. It'd be so easy ta pick 'em off one by one.

Squeeky: Yeah, if only one of 'em were on our side...

Suddenly, Roughraff got an idea. An awful, horrid, disgusting idea. An idea so full of delinquent intentions it made his pompadour spike.

Roughraff: Dat's it, Sqeeuky! All we gotta do, iz get one a' those little geeks on our side an' their little group will fall apart.

Squeeky: And I'll have someone who won't look down on me. Y'know, cuz' we'll be the same height.

Meanwhile, the brats had finally finished the ramp. They all hopped onto Wydeawake's cloud and prepared for take off.

Wydeawake: You do know, this thing can get airborne on it's own, right?

Draggie: Yeah, but we'we kids, we'we supposed to imagine things awe way mowe difficuwt than they awe.

Wydeawake: Fair enough. 

Hissfit: Let's go, let's go!

The cloud rode down the ramp before taking off into the air. Below, the gangster duo watched before climbing down into the sewers.

Roughraff: Let's get da guys. 

(Time-skip brought to you by Draggie burning Ray O'Light's behind)

Later, the brats could be seen hovering above the city. All the while, Roughraff's gang had been assembled and watched as they floated by.

Specs: Are you sure about this, boss?

Roughraff: Sure ahm sure. What could go wrong?

Vikke: Sorry, it's just every time we mess with the spuds, that lion guy comes and knocks us into next Tuesday.

Bush: Yeah, my butt is still reeling from the last kickin' he gave us.

Roughraff: Not to worry, once we get one a' dose brats, we can use 'im asa meat shield. Dat fluffy wuss wouldn't hurt one a' his little buddies.

Squeeky: Hahaha! Good plan! So which one are we takin'?

Vikke: My vote's for that oni kid. He's already got the temper to be a delinquent.

Specs: That would be the most logical choice.

Roughraff: Great! Get da bazooka!

Squeeky: Yes, sir!

Quickly, Squeeky reached into the gang's bag of tricks before pulling out a big cannon and handing it to Roughraff. Getting the Brat Pack in his sights, the gang leader fired a smoking capsule that hit the brats' cloud, sending them hurdling down to the ground in a smoky crash. 

Bush: Go, go, go!

The gang rushed over to the smokescreen to grab Hissfit with a sack. In the midst of the chaos, the bag was stuffed.

Roughraff: I gottem! Let's get outta here!

With that, the gang leader led the delinquents out of the crash site before the smoke cleared. They made their way back into the sewers as the brat in the bag wriggled about.

Vikke: Nice! We've got the tantrum tomato.

Roughraff: Welcome to the team, fresh meat.

Roughraff untied the bag and out came-