(A/N) This is one that was not requested but I'm doing anyway :)
Warnings⚠: None, just pure fluff :3
You were wandering around the bare streets of Nevada. Why? Because you were bored. Anyways, you found a wooden bench, and you felt a little tired, so you sat on it.
1st POV:
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Huh? There's a wanted poster on this bench... hmm... it reads 'WANTED: HANK MOTHERFUCKER WIMBLETON. WANTED FOR THEFT, MURDER, ARSON, WILL NOT CALM THE FUCK DOWN ENOUGH FOR US TO CAPTURE HIM.' I chuckled a little, "That last part was funny, pfft."
"CLOWN AGREES"
WTF?? I wip my head around in the direction of the voice. Nothing was there. "I must be hearing things..." "NOPE! YOU HEARD CLOWN!!"
3rd POV:
You turn your head to the direction of the voice again, but this time you were met with a... zombie's(?) face. The green sickened you a little bit, but you're a nice grunt, so you didn't say anything about the clown's appearence. "Clown likes you, whats your name? Clown thinks you have good sense of humor," he spoke. His voice was quieter, since he was standing right next to the bench. He sat down next to you, as you scooted over to give yourself some space. (This man has no sense of personal space, istg)
"I'm... Y/N. What about you? Or is your name Clown?" you respond. "Clown is not name. Tricky is name of clown." the clown, or Tricky, said. "Oh, ok." You two sit in silence for a little while, before you decide to go back to where you came from. "Hey, I have to go back to my house/apartment/shed (you choose)." "Can clown come?" he asked. "Hmmm...." You pondered this question for a little. How were you supposed to trust him? Well, he doesn't seem to like the infamous killer, Hank, so he probably isn't with him or his buddies.
"Ya know what? Sure. Come follow me." you say.
Excited, Tricky follows you back to your residence, forgetting he was a bloodthirsty zombie. He got the chance to be normal and have a friend, since people always saw him as a monster. At least you didn't, he thought. He walked with you with a smile on his face, shaking ever so slightly, happy to have made a friend in what feels like forever.
-END-
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Hey! I hope you liked this story! If you enjoyed, please consider following and dropping a vote. Hope you have a good day/night! Bye!! -Author
YOU ARE READING
Madness Combat x reader Oneshots (FINISHED)
FanfictionOneshots with your favorite grunts! I will only do angst, fluff, and minor lime (if I feel comfortable) This is for all the simps who fell for bloodthirsty maniacs/j Characters I will do: Hank Tricky Deimos Auditor Sanford Sherriff Jebus And my OC B...
