Wildcard: Jealousy, Jealousy *ੈ✩‧₊˚

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by Doveva

by Doveva

We can be heroes: Wildcard

Y/N is the daughter of Shark Boy and lava girl and older sister to Guppy.

Currently, Y/N Was helping Face maker clean out HQ after they completed the mission after finding out about the alien and alien spies. "Today was crazy." Face maker said slightly glaring behind the Y/H/C girl.

"Are you okay Face Maker?" Y/N Asked confused as to why her friend was glaring at her. Not realizing that he was glaring at the pair behind them.

"No, Just don't look behind-" Face maker started to mutter out, but as soon as Y/N asked she started to turn to where he was looking and her heart dropped. Wildcard and Missy flirting with each other laughing as they were throwing papers at each other. They'd look at Y/N and Face Maker once in a while but look a way quickly after. Face Maker scoffed and looked back at Y/N rolling his eyes.

"There trying to make us jealous." Face Maker said. Y/N was clearly confused so he blurted out the obvious whispering to her. "Well... Wildcard thinks I like you, and he thinks you like me. So does Missy. They both are trying to make us jealous. Simple as that." Facemaker explained for Y/N's brain to process.

"Why don't we make them jealous back?" Y/N asked walking closer to him planting an idea on her head. Facemaker agreed. So the spoke to him in his mind. One of the powers she found while figuring out to save the world. Reading his mind and telling him the plan he nodded. So, slowly not looking back she stepped closer to him. Gently resting her hand on her muscly arms she rubbed them back and fourth. With that Facemaker took her hand and he brought her to the couches at head quarters. The girl slowly smiled to her self and followed. With that, he placed her on his lap. Watching the pair from the other side of the classroom with they're jaws down to the floor.

"Two can play at that game huh?" Facemaker whispered into Y/N's ear making her giggle softly nodding.

Should I read their minds? Y/N thought to her self.

Wild Card's Mind:

What the fuck did I just witness. Missy's stupid plan did not work out and now Face Maker and Y/N are all over each other. Fuck. Shit. Fuck this. Im out.

Missy's Mind:

Oh boy... Wild card's SO gonna kill me. Why is Face maker playing with HER hair and why is SHE on his lap? Missy scoffed in her brain rolling her eyes at the thought. Glaring at y/n wishing that she was her.

Y'n's POV:

I mentally should have prepared my self for that. I looked up at Face Maker and back at the two. But when I looked back they weren't there. "Get off." I hear a voice next to me. Wildcard. I look at him and tilt my head. "What?" I ask leaning back into Face Makers chest.

"I said get off. What the fuck man?" Wildcard asks face maker shoving his shoulder making mine and Missys eyes widen. I send her a signal telling her everything. Her eyes widen even more making her nod. I hope she goes with the plan.

"What the fuck was that?" Wildcard yelled.

"Wildcard calm down-" Missy started but he ignored her.

"Shut up Missy aren't you upset that your-" Face maker shoved his shoulder back. My eyes widen. Has this gotten too far? Should I get off?

"Wildcard." I say firmly looking at him. His emotions doesn't change. He just sits down next to face maker. Grabbing me by my waist with both hands and placing me on his lap.

"There. Don't do that again." He said leaning back in the chair. I look at Face Maker then back at him.

"Then don't go flirting around with other girls just to make me jealous." I retort back huffing. Folding my arms I lean back onto Wildcards chest as his hand lays on my right thigh gently stroking it once in a while. Missy was on Face Makers lap talking to him as they joke around once in a while. I just hope that there are no more aliens and my life would be perfect.