BABTQFTIM x reader oneshots

Bartender! Cuphead x Reader Part 1

Hey peeps, I'm trying to write some crap for no one to read but I really need some suggestions for writing. It's ok if you don't wanna, I'm just asking. Anyway, enjoy! (I guess)

By the way, if you never read oneshots here are the stuff you need to know:

Y/n= Your name

B/f/n= Best friends name

2/b/f/n= 2nd best friends name

F/a= Favorite animal

F/c= Favorite color

F/f= Favorite food

F/s= Favorite song

(I'll add new ones later)

Y/n POV~

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I DON'T WANNA GOOOOOOOO!!!!" I screamed as B/f/n dragged me by the leg, struggling. "No, you will go to this club and make new friends! GAHH! WHY THE FRIG ARE YOU SO HEAVY?!?!" B/f/n screams, still struggling to drag me across the flipping hard sidewalk. "Maybe, it'll be easier if you DON'T DRAG ME ACROSS THE HECKING SIDEWALK! IT HURTS JESUS CHRIST DUDE!!" I shout, resisting. B/f/n sighs, letting go of my leg. "Ok, fine... But why didn't you change into something nicer?" B/f/n scolds. "Well, I would've but you spent 2 minutes trying to open the door, 5 minutes arguing with me, and 18 minutes trying to drag me out of the house," I close my eyes and continue, "So really, it's not my fault!" I tell her/him. (If you know where this was from, I love you. Not from an old show lol) "Ugh. Whatever. Let's just get you ready."

At Your House~~~

B/f/n POV~~~~

'Jeez, why does Y/n gotta be so difficult...' I started rummaging around her closet, throwing clothes around her bedroom. "Hey, don't throw my clothes everywhere!" Y/n says, as she tries to catch her clothes. "Well, you should've dressed up before!" I couldn't find anything! Jeez! "You know what? Let's go shopping!" I say enthusiastically. "What?! Ughhhh... Fine." She says in defeat.

In The Mall Or Something~~~~

B/f/n POV~~~~

"Here it is, the mall! (Or something)" I announced to Y/n. "Yeah, I know what a mall looks like dude." She said with an eye roll, as I eye rolled back. "Ok... Let's find you something sexy- I mean pretty!" I say nervously. "*Sigh* Ok, let's go..." We started to walk to the dress aisle. (Sorry the options aren't really dresses) "Do we really have to go there?" Y/n whines. "Yes." I say sternly. I look through the dresses and picked a few dresses as I gave it to her.

Option #1

Option #2