"what?" someone says.
"the wild cards are back. they're coming after us." alex announced.
everyone in the room whispered and chattered as soon as alex said that. you didn't really understand why they were confused, lots of people always want revenge after someone does something they don't like.
"but i thought we got rid of their leader years ago?" another voice chimed.
it was your turn to speak. "well, the funny thing about mafia is, there's always another person waiting to take charge. that person, at the moment, is my father."
more whispers and chatters fill the room. yes, it was strange to have people from the opposite side suddenly come to your side, but it shouldn't matter. you and karl were trustworthy.
as alex continued to explain why and how you two are with the venoms now, you look over at karl. he looked like he didn't quite understand, but as he's said when you first got here, his spanish was getting worse.
you lean in and whisper, "what is it, karl?"
"aren't we gonna tell them how we're gonna win this fight? i have a plan, but i can't really talk in spanish." karl whispered back.
"ohh. here, just write it down and hand it to alex." you say, giving him a notebook you brought with you.
he takes the notebook and writes. it seemed like he was planning this for a very long time. he finished, and he walked up to alex.
karl taps on his shoulder, and alex stops mid-sentence to turn to him. he takes the notebook from him, and takes a quick look at it.
alex looks up to face the audience, and proceeds to explain the plan in his native language. he then invited karl to explain in english for those who don't really understand spanish that well.
"alright, the plan is simple. since our dads are both wild card members, i can convince at least one of them to let us back in. tell them i'm sorry, and i regret leaving," karl started, "then, when the time is right, you all attack their base."
it was a good plan, but the tricky part was convincing his dad to let him back into the wild cards. but, his good relationship with him might be enough to help pull off this plan.
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meeting adjourned. everyone walked out of the room, and it was 3:45. that went longer than expected. you, alex and karl went back home, as nothing else was happening.
you changed out of the outfit you were currently in, since it was a bit too fancy for a casual day outside. when you were dressed, you decided to wait in the living room.
alex was the next to come out of his room. he greeted you with a short "hey", in which you replied the same. he sat beside you, resting his back on the leather couch.
you were on instagram, scrolling through your explore page. suddenly, a very familiar starts playing. you tapped your foot to the beat, and nodded your head rhythmically. alex looks over at you curiously.
"uhh, not to be judgy or anything, but what are you doing?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.
you forgot you had headphones in, so you unplugged them and let him listen to the song you were listening to. alex leaned his head towards the speaker of your phone, then turned his head towards you. he lets out a giggly "what?" as he learns what song was on.
"f*ck you mean 'what?' barbie girl is a classic!" you bicker.
alex could only laugh. you stood up, trying to make yourself somewhat intimidating. alex did the same, and it only took a few seconds to realize your height difference.
"you are SHORT/TALL!" he says. you make an offended face at him. you weren't sure whether or not that was an insult.
"i'm only y/h!" you defended.
alex scoffs playfully. "yeah, and that's short/tall."
you threw a pillow at his face and smirked. he threw the pillow back at you. then, it became a pillow fight. the two of you giggled and screamed as you pelted each other with pillows.
karls pov
finally, i finished getting ready. why are jeans so hard to put on? i make sure my hair isn't too messy, then grab my phone, keys, and wallet. i hear giggles coming from downstairs. what's happening?
i made my way downstairs, putting my things into my pockets. i look towards the living room, and i see alex and y/n having a pillow fight.
not even gonna lie, i'm not too happy with the idea of those two alome together. conveniently, they just had to trip over the table and land onto each other.
wait, land onto each other?! that's it, i gotta intervene.
alexs pov
y/n and i are in the midst of a pillow fight, and it's getting really intense now. but hey, this is fun. good to take a break from killing for once, right?
i accidentally make y/n back up too far as we're fighting over a pillow, and they trip on the coffee table. they tumble, and i go down with them.
we both looked into each other's eyes and chuckled shyly. we both just laid there, staring into the other's eyes. i could've sworn my face was bright pink.
i guess i didn't hear it, because not even three seconds after we fell down, i felt another pillow hitting the back of my head. i turned to look at the culprit, and it was karl.
he had a big childish grin on his face, and y/n giggled. "you guys started a pillow fight without me? rude."
i took the pillow y/n and i were fighting over, and chuck it at him. y/n and i get up, and continue to pillow fight. karl hit a bit too hard, but it was probably an accident.
this kind of brought me back to my childhood, i remember the last time we've done this all together.
flashback 13 years ago
your pov
you, karl, and alex were all sitting in your room. you guys were doing nothing, really. just sitting there. you leaned against the frame of your bed, leaving your legs loose as you sat on the floor.
suddenly, a pillow hit you in the head. you turned to look over at the boys, and they both held pillows, giggling. you took the pillow from the floor and threw it at alex.
and then badabing, badaboom, pillow fight. excited screams and laughter filled the room, giving it a playful, childish atmosphere. your mother, however wasn't a big fan of the mess you three made.
wasn't everything simpler when you were younger?
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Fanfictionchildhood buddies. mafia. betrayal. but most importantly, love. dream smp mafia au tw's will be put at the beginning of the chapter if necessary! lowercase is intentional! they/them pronouns also, i got this idea from my friend while we were chattin...
