Vinnie X Tre

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"STUPID STUPID STUPID!" As her foot hit the stone prison wall Vinnie's face was all puffed up and angry. Yes, big surprise, Vinnie was in jail, again. Usually when this would happen, Skipp would sell his teeth for the bail out money, but he only had so many teeth.. so there she was, in this dirty cell with her most likely, dirtier hands. Of course she knew she was guilty for stealing, arson etc blah blah, but she wasn't about to be in jail for 2 years. What would the boys do without her? She needed to come up with a plan, and quick.

And that's when he came into view, a fine germaphobe detective in training passing through the halls, most likely to keep watch on the inmates in question. That's when Vinnie got it, a light bulb shining over her head. "Oh hey Tre, fancy seeing you here~" Vinnie said, a smug smile and leaning her elbow on the bar. "No, it isn't." Tre responded coldly, putting his hands in his pockets and looking at her. No matter how disgusting and dirty her clothes were, Tre couldn't help but stare. It was painfully obvious Tre had a crush on Vinnie, but he refused to admit it, and Vinnie was to dumb to get it. "..RiGHT ! Well!" Vinnie clears her throat and leans closer to the bars. "Help me out will ya? I know we haven't been on the best of terms, but I can help you out."

Tre sighed and rolled his eyes, this girl had nothing he could ever want, besides her love and affection- but that's besides the point. Just as he was beginning to walk away that's when Vinnie jumped up. "Your dad! You want to impress him right?!" Tre stopped, slowly looking back at her intrigued now. "I have a lead for you, that big bank rob that happened in the main town square? I know who did it! You just gotta bail me out this one time Tre!" She says, rocking her heels back and forth and smiling nervously at him. She always had a way and always knew everything and everyone, Tre sort of liked that too. "I'm not that desperate for my Dads validation." He says a bit offended, like I said before, he just wanted something more.

His foot steps echoed as all the other inmates were passed out or drunk, he stood close to the bars, "You are guilty. I may be in training but even I know that." He says, with an angry expression. Up closer, he was kind of cute, in a sort of nerd way. Vinnie pushed those thoughts aside and gasped, "Me?! The lovely and petite Vinnie? Never!" Her hand on her chest. "God your so-" Tre was then cut off by his tie being pulled closer to Vinnie, his face surprised, and flushed. "Okay okay real shit talk man.." Vinnie says, in a not threatening tone, but almost desperate. "I'm.. worried about them ok? And you can't fucking tell anyone this or I'll rip your little British boy hat." She says her expression angry, "sorry..sorry. It's just, they're nothin without me yknow? Im more manly then the both of them combined.. I just want to get back to them okay?" Her voice was weirdly soft, and Tre's face was pink. "Just....hm..ARGH." Tre struggled and scoffs, quickly unlocking the cell.

As he dragged her down the halls, checking corners for guards, with theyre hands holding one another, hers dirty, and his clean, Vinnie didn't mind it. Once they were outside he looked at her, swiftly pulling his hand away. "Ditch. Was the one who did it by the way, he came in through the sewers." She said looking down, kicking the dirt with her foot, she wasn't very good at thank you's. "Why should I believe you?" Tre said, with a scoff, his face a bit red from the hand holding. Vinnie pulled him closer and straightened his tie, then with a kiss on the cheek she responded, "You shouldn't." Then just like that she was gone, and Tre was head over heels.

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WASSUP FUCKAHS I CANT DIE HAHAHAHAH nah but high school is fuckin me up yall, math? Psh no fanfics. So since school started back up again for me I'm a lot more busy so I'll try and post more. I think I might do more character x character though! This one was hella cute I wanna barf. Reminder! I don't do Oc's x characters, ever since the Bite of 87 that shiz is not my style. OK BYEEEE

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