unlikely // jeff winger x reader

pt. 12

(author pov)

see, theyd kind of expected a twist. there's always a twist.

but this was not what they had thought.

well they didnt know who it was going to be, but who else would do something like this?

"who are you?" troy cried for the 5th time.

"none of your business." one of them said.

"just tell us its not like we could possibly tell anybody else." y/n said, looking down at the rope around her wrists.

"youre city college arent you?" abed asked.

one of them stiffled a cough and they all adjusted in their suits slightly.

"uh, no." one of them said.

"but you do go there." he said with a smile. they didnt reply.

y/n fumbled with the roped around her wrists and slowly waddled over to jeff.

"psst. can you untie my arms?" y/n whispered, almost inaudibly.

"what?" jeff whispered back. y/n shoved her arms towards jeff and intensely stared at troy, who got the cue to start talking.

"annie, dont you love these guys suits i just love their outfits they look so cool."

annie looked at him like he was speaking a language she didnt, until she made eye contact with y/n.

"oh, yes troy i do love their outfits, they look like their from, uh inspector spacetime western, war?"

jeff quickly untied her arms and she untied his. they kept their arms behind their back, holding the rope and ready to take back their guns.

"hey be quiet." one of the people said.

y/n slowly moved toward the soldier farthest to the left, not paying attention to her.

she wrapped his hand with the rope and grabbed his gun.

jeff did the same and they quickly shot all 5 of the hired soldiers.

now everyone had a gun and the upper hand.

y/n removed the mask of one of the soldiers.

"now," y/n started. "tell us who hired you." she pointed a gun at them.

"youre right, it was the city college dean."

"i knew it!" troy yelled, pumping his arm.

"no you didnt." jeff said.

"why?" annie asked.

"we didnt ask, he payed us. yknow, professional paint ball doesnt pay as much as youd think." he said.

"we have to go tell the dean." y/n said.

"youre right." jeff agreed.

"wait!" the assassin said. "are you going to let us go?"

y/n shrugged. "the janitor will be here in," she looked at her watch. "6 hours." she turned at walked out, making her way back down the hall to peirce.

word count: 430

ITS BEEN SO LONG IM SORRY UGH.

i hope this update is enough for a little bit as im also writing another fic at the same time. vote and comment!!

-ur local canadian fanfic writer <3