Slipknot x reader (one-shots)

14# Slimy Creature For Show.

Mick Thomson X Reader X Jim Root.

Summary : (Y/n) finds a cool frog and shows it off to everybody. Only Mick and Jim seem to care.

Requested by : Anonymous.

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(Y/n) gleams at the slimy squirming creature in their gently grip. this rather large frog is so pretty! It's so big, (Y/n) can only hold it properly with two hands. The perfect color scheme of Brown, dark green and a white belly. 
"Aren't you pretty." They compliment the animal. 
it let's out a groan of frustration, struggling to get free from (Y/n)'s hands. 
"Hold on little buddy i gotta show to everyone how pretty you are." (Y/n) talks to the creature, that naturally doesn't talk back.
They try to get a better hold on the creature, before leaving to go back inside to get something to put the frog in so it will be a little big more comfortable. 

In the lounge, (Y/n) does find a plastic container big enough for the frog to be placed in. 
"There, a bit better now huh?" (Y/n) speaks to the creature. 
The frogs chin bloats as it seem to have calmed down a little bit. Merely staying frozen put in the container. Hoping that if it would not move for a moment (Y/n) would leave it alone. 

"what ya got there (Y/n)?" Sid is leaning against the door-frame of the lounge, gesturing with his drink to the container in (Y/n) hands. 
(Y/n) perks up at the sight of their friend, they skip over to the DJ and present the container to him. 
"Look what i found!" They smile brightly. 
Sid takes one peek in the container, a pair of big frog eyes staring back at him. The creature let's out a characteristic croak, it's chin bloating into a bubble and quickly retreating in it's original form. 
Sid takes a glance at it then looks back at (Y/n), who's looking at him with a big smile. 
"You should put it back where you found it, I don't think it likes you very much." 
Sid says, quickly darting away more a bit out of fear for the huge slimy frog than disinterest. It freaks him out a bit, like what if it jumped on his face?? What if it's poisonous? The DJ could die! Hell no!

(Y/n) looks on as their friend scurries out of the room. Then looks down at the frog, who is looking back up at them. 
It croaks at them. It doesn't seem so scared anymore. 
"don't listen to him Frog. You're very beautiful." (Y/n) compliments the creature. 
The frog doesn't react, but (Y/n) can tell it's flustered by the compliment. 
"I should give you a name. I shall call you... Leslie! It's a unisex name, for i don't know if you're male of female." (Y/n) beams at the frog. Leslie croaks once again in response , it likes the new name. 
"It such a perfect name for a frog!" They giggle and the frog croaks. 

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"Yo guys, check this out!"(Y/n) enters the room with a smile as bright as the sunrise piercing the eyes of people just waking up. "Look at this cool frog i found." They announce, holding up the container where the creature resides. "I called it Leslie." ((Y/n) smiles at the group, consisting of Corey, Joey, Shawn and Paul.
The singer waves them off dismissively, not bothering to look up from the paper he is reading. 
"Not right now (Y/n), we are doing rehearsals." He says. 

(Y/n) feels a little hurt from being turned away for a second time today. But they can understand that the band's work is time-consuming. 
"Okay, i'll come back later." They reply, turning around and leaving the four men be for now. 
Surely someone else has time to admire Leslie's beauty. 

In one of the buildings halls, (Y/n) bumps shoulders with Mick. the guitarist immediately turns to them. 
"What you got there?" He asks pointing to the container that's in (Y/n)'s hands. (Y/n) beams upon hearing Mick's question and holds up the container for the guitarist to see what is inside. 
"I found this very pretty frog outside. I named it Leslie." They introduce the creature to him. 
Mick grins when he sees that (Y/n) is right. 
It is a pretty frog. 
Leslie croaks and makes eye contact with the guitarist. 
"that's a fitting name for a frog." Mick comments and (Y/n) gives a fast nod. 
"i know right!" 

"where did you find it?" Mick asks, moving his hand to interact with the slimy creature. He pokes it with his index finger. Leslie's eyes shrink into it's head at the contact, then pop back out upon getting used to the contact. 
"slimy..." Mick mumbles as he's concentrating on the creature's texture. 
(Y/n) giggles, happy that someone takes interest in the pretty giant frog. But didn't expect someone like Mick to take interest. 
They think it's cute to see the giant man interact with the little creature. 

"i have some things to do now, I'll come back later if you still have Leslie. " He says and walks away to finish what he was doing. 
(Y/n) feels cheered up after someone not turning away Leslie's beauty, and it was Mick of all people around here. 
That makes (Y/n) really happy. 

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(Y/n) is sitting down somewhere, Leslie in their hands playing with it. The frog is trying to chew on (Y/n)'s finger. They chuckle at the creatures antics, they have really started to get attached to this frog even if it has only been a couple hours since they caught it. It's going to be difficult to let it out in the nature again. 

Suddenly, (Y/n) feels a presence around them. They look up from Leslie and lock eyes with the other guitarist, Jim. 
He's standing there in the door-way. There is a look of awe in his face as he stares at Leslie in (Y/n)'s hands.
"(Y/n)!" Jim gasps, "what have you got there!?" He rushes over to sit down next to them, peering at the creature with big sparkly eyes. 
(Y/n) grins. 
"Meet Leslie, isn't it a pretty being?" (Y/n) introduces. Showing the creature in question off to Jim. 
Jim nods quickly, holding up his hands as if silently asking to hold it. 
(Y/n) understands and gently places Leslie into Jim's cupped hands. 
he shivers a little as the cold slimy feel of Leslie. "whoa..." he gapes and (Y/n) grins, the way Jim reacts to the is so cute, Jim is cute although he'd probably disagree of mentioned to him. 
Leslie croaks and squirms in to the guitarist's rough hands. 
"It's so cute but it feels weird." Jim says, having a staring contest with Leslie. 

"I know right." A familiar voice joins in. It's Mick, who has returned and seated himself on the other side of (Y/n). They are now almost caged in between the two men.
(I think i dreamed this once...) 

Jim hands Leslie back to (Y/n), just so that Mick also has a change to admire the creature from (Y/n)'s hands. 
Leslie croaks, it's chin bloating again. Making the three people gape at it like it's an piece of beautiful artwork. An pierce of nature's artwork. 

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Why did this take me so Long? dunno, don't ask questions. 
Kudos to the beautiful frog, Leslie. 

Thanks for reading.
- Missalot.