* *+:。.。.Part 3。.。:+*

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"Simple. Watch me!"

moxxie said in a confident tone. As moxxie went to grab his gun, striker interupted

"Nah. With these. Bullets can't pierce the shell. You gotta get the knife underneath them and pry yourself an opening."

striker said handing him a lasso and a knife.

"Oh, right, right. I knew that."

moxxie said looking a lot less able.

"Now just remember, your rep with the in laws is on the line here. So no pressure at all, you totally will not make an ass of yourself in front of everyone important in your life. Go get 'em, tiger."

You heard blitzø say to moxxie, taking away any confidence he may have had left, hearing a small "oh" from moxxie as he was pushed next to millie

"Mox, you don't need to do this."

millie said in a reassuring way  but was interupted by blitzø

"Oh, he totally does! Take it fast, Moxxie!"

you watched witha hold of your breath. he started off really strong, lassoing the hog and getting ready to stab it. he was so close.. but the knife didnt pearce the hog whatsoever. it started to go crazy, along with moxxie clinging on for dear life

"Yeah!Fuck yeah, Moxxie! Ride it, Moxxie! Making that bitch you won't call back in the morning!"

"This is fucking beautiful."

you heard loona say as she started recording

"Doing great, Moxxie! Send me that video later."

blitzø whispered the last part to loona who just nodded in response. soon enough striker cut in, taking the knife from moxxies hand and shoving him off. you watched in awe as striker stabbed the hog in a swift motion.

"ow... My clavicle!"

moxxie said holding his neck. striker walked up to him, a sneer on his face as his tail rattled

"Don't worry, little one. You never stood a chance..."

striker said before turning to blitzø

"Hey, boss man. You wanna help the men skin this thing for dinner?"

blitzø was quick to respond

"Oh, I am always down to skin the manly meat with the manly man!"

"That's what she said!"

loona said soon after, causing a stir in blitzø

"What 'who said? Wait, what bitch is talking shit about me?!

* ˚୨୧˚time skip˚୨୧˚

y/n pov:

you were helping lin clean dishes, a pleasant hum in the air as the had a radio on. It was playing pleasant tunes as the night air from the open window blow in with a calming cool.

"hey hon, think you can do the rest on your own? Im pretty tuckered out"

lin said to which you nodded

"no problem maim, its not too much more"

you said making her smile

"sleep tight y/n"

lin said as she walked out of the kitchen, leaving you with your thoughts

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