Chapter 8

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Hello, my pups! It's Ryker here! Trying to get back to this book before school starts again. So by the time I post this ill probably already be in school.
Hope you enjoy!!
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After going to the other store to buy some... special things. Heh. I ran back to the hideout and hid them in one of Bratt's drawers that had his socks in. Just to fuck with him that much more. I put my "special" outfit on underneath first and then put my Michael Jackson outfit on over and it was pure fucking perfection!

Clive walked in the room and I heard one of his screws pop off so I laughed and helped him screw it back in.

"So you got any news for me Clive?" I asked him as he began laughing.

"Yes, sir has made dinner for us! But I don't believe you want him to see your outfit yet do you?"

"No I don't really... could you bring the food into here for me?"

"Certainly! I'll let him know that you're not eating with him and that I will bring your food here!"

"Thank you clive"

After Clive brought me my food and I scarfed that shit down because... well... we'll just say that Clive is better at cooking then Bratt was. It's not his fault really when he was famous as a little brat he never had to cook at his house. Still don't explain why it tastes like absolute horse shit but whatever.

After I ate the food I did last little touch ups on the outfit and then practiced my plank and moonwalk in my new shoes. And oh my fucking god it was perfect! I swear to god I did everything so perfect that there is literally no way his ass could beat me.

After practicing for a couple of hours and seeing how my last little... surprise. Heh. Was gonna work, I was ready! And soon enough Clive came into the room and brought me something that looked like a bee Keeper's outfit.

"What's this all about Clive?"

"Well I don't want either of you to see your outfits and makeup yet until one of you gets up on stage. So until then keep this on!"

"Okay. We'll are we ready to destroy him Clive!?"

"I'm not supposed to pick sides but, yes! Yes I am!"

I laughed and placed the crazy thing on my body around my outfit and making sure nothing gets ruined and followed him out into the main room, that now had a decently sized stage in the middle with curtains so no one could see what happens on the stage until they are moved.

"Wow. He really went all out for this didn't he? I'm sure he has some type of bet or "at stake" thing doesn't he?"

"Probably. He didn't tell me anything believe it or not so."

"Well thanks Clive. Where is the reject at anyways?"

As soon as those words left my mouth the curtains on the stage moved and there he was. In all of his bee suit glory.

"You ready for the stakes of this vigorous and victorious battle?!"

I sighed sitting down figuring I would let him go first anyways. "Sure meat head, what is it?" When I said that he gave me a look of even greater determination and it honestly kinda scared me.

"When I win, you will have to be nice to me and do whatever I ask of you for a whole day!"

"Oh yeah? Well when I win you will have to give me the Diamond. And no juping me outta shit. You know which diamond im talking about."

"D-DEAL!"

I smirked at him through the mask. Too fucking easy. I'll be able to get that diamond back tonight and I'll be able to get it home to shitface." I thought to myself as I watched the curtains close around him again and I heard crashing and little "fucking fuck"'s or "god damn it"'s until the curtains finally opened up on a very iconic looking outfit of Michaels.

His black glittery suit shone like a bright beacon, honestly kinda hurting my eyes for a second before I could look at him properly. He looked... too fucking amazing.. oh no.. am I going to loose this?... shit..

-to be continued-

Thank you guys for being so patient with me and these updates. I finally got my account to work again for a minute I could find my password. Because I'm so goddamn smart. Anyways thank you for reading! If I get comments wanting another chapter I'll see when I'll be able to get one done. But it will happen. Thank youuu!!!! Especially for so many goddamn reads. Like holy shit you guys this was just a joke book when I first started writing it. Until next time pups!!

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