Playing Pretend [Fred & Reader]

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Your POV

**Just so you know, all of this is make-believe/playing pretend/acting

"Hi Heathcliff," I said quickly when the butler open the door. Not meaning to be rude, but I bolted right through the door to Fred's room, not even listening to Heathcliff's greeting... if he said one.

I clapped twice and the doors slid open. "I'm here!" I cried.

Fred looked up from the bowl of cereal he was eating with only his mouth, startled.

I rolled my eyes.

"Hi (Y/N)!" he exclaimed after he swallowed. The he jumped up to his feet. "Ready?"

A big grin spread across my face. "You betcha."

Fred pushed a heap full of costumes at me. "You're the superhero, I'm the bad guy." He patted my cheek before his character immediately changed. Pointing a Nerf gun at my face, he demanded in a bad guy's voice, "Now give me the money."

I scoffed and did a sweep kick and dropped the costumes on him. "Like if bruh."

Doing a hair flip, I spun around and walked away.

It was a big mistake because I felt a couple of foam bullets nail my back. Gasping dramatically, I stopped in my tracks for a second. Then, I cried out and collapsed on the floor. "Oh, you got me," I choked.

Fred appeared in front of me and laughed evilly. "Hasta la vista, good guy. That's Portuguese for 'goodbye'." He turned around and walked away.

I coughed out "It's... not... really..."

"(Y/N)!" a voice called out. I weakly looked over my shoulder. On the bookshelf, Fred was now in a different costume and carried a first-aid kit. He hopped down next to me. "Are you okay?"

I pretended another cough. "Y-Yeah, I-I'm fine..." Slowly, I lifted myself up.

Fred pushed me down. "Woah woah woah, let me treat that." He pretended to patch me up. Then he gave me a lecture on "never turning your back on the villain." After giving me a hug, he went back to HQ.

My phone vibrated. Pulling it out of my pocket, the text said "Meet me at the rooftop with the item at 3:00 p.m. sharp if you want to see your mother again."

Gasping audibly, my eyes flicked to the clock. It read 2:52.

I have eight minutes.

Picking up my costume from my bag, I ran into the bathroom to change.

Pulling out my speakers, I put on dramatic music (perfect for transforming) and began to change.

"(Superhero Name), TRANSFORM!"

The door slammed open and there I stood in my suit.

"I'm so good at this," I giggled to myself before climbing onto the bookshelves. "FREDZILLA!" I hollered. "I'M COMING AND YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET IT!!" Then I bounded across the tops and toppled out of the room. Running, I climbed up the stairs to the rooftop. Random projectiles began to launch at me. Pulling out the sword strapped to my left forearm, I started to deflect the objects like a ninja.

"HYAH-YAH," I screamed. When the object clattered to the floor, it turned out to be tiny bombs. Panicking, I raced up the stairs, screaming.

Just as I reached the second floor, the bombs exploded. I somersaulted into safety.

"Whew," I said in relief, wiping my brow. "IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?!"

A tub of ice cold water was dumped on me. I shrieked and heard laughter from above. "FRED!" I screamed, jumping up and down now, completely serious. "WAS THAT NECESSARY?!"

"I AM THE FREDZILLA, NOT A 'FRED'!" he cackled and ran up the stairs.

I grumbled and stomped up the stairs, slipping occasionally. "YOU ARE NOT GOING TO SEE TOMORROW'S DAYLIGHT!" I threatened.

Once I was on the roof, I saw him in his costume, guarding the chair with a doll strapped to it.

"Do you have the item I asked?" he asked, still in play.

I promptly ignored him and continued to march towards him. He backed up a couple of steps, laughing nervously. "You're not that mad about the attack, right?"

The second I was close enough, I lunged at him, knocking him down.

"FRED, YOU ARE AN IDIOT! THAT WAS GOING WAY TOO FAR!"

"(Y/N) (Y/N) (Y/N)! You're dripping wet! And you're getting me wet!"

"YOU DESERVE IT! AND NO, YOU WON'T GET THE ITEM!"

We stopped strangling each other (well, I stopped strangling him) when we saw four figures standing at the entrance.

They all stared at us open-mouthed.

Hiro broke the silence. "Uh, what are you to-"

Fred and I screamed (a little embarrassed that they caught us playing pretend) and grabbed the paper balls from the waste basket. 

"PAPER POWER!" we screamed and launched it at them. 

Wasabi screamed and retreated. Gogo fought back, but Fred and I were too into it. We chased them around the mansion, and they often triggered traps Fred set up that was meant for me.

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I thought it might be fun to write a Fred & Reader being kids. xD I would've made it longer, but I didn't feel like explain anymore, so... xD It was supposed to be a little silly, haha.

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